t look at the crowd. He walked straight through the whisper
e ignited in her chest. She instinctively reached her hand out
right past her outstretched arm, grabbed
sound of the socialites laughing behind their
e here," Carson
there was no anger in
gainst Carson's chest. She pouted, he
" she whined. "He want
s head and gave a sharp hand
dered. "No photos. Confisca
unged forward and grabbed the sleeve of Carson's sui
er voice breaking. "Look at my
his arm. He ripped his sleeve aw
sed, his voice low enough that only the three
. He gripped the armrests of his w
his vocal cords straini
ened his mouth, ready to deliv
Carson's grip, stepped around the table in her hig
ut Carson's personal bodyguard stepped in, slamming
lipstick, inches from Arthur's pale skin. She deliberately bru
, pronouncing every syllable with venom
r. It was an ultrasound printout from New York-Presbyterian Ho
eir," Giana laughed, a sharp,
e top of the medical scan. His eyes widened until the whites sh
t of his shirt, tearing off a button. His body went rigid, and then he slid sid
y let out a bloo
all her might, throwing hersel
ly as she ripped his bowtie
ed at the crowd. "Some
other to get back. Several people pulled out their phones,
widened in panic. He didn't look
d at his security team. "Confisc
against Arthur's chest. She pumped down, her tears fall
ooking up at Carson wi
tearing her throat. "Your private chopper
at her. His eyes we
helicopter will draw too much p
er her stomach, pretending to look scared, but Everly saw
h the Manhattan night, growing louder
tretcher. They grabbed Everly by the shoulders a
g out. She watched helplessly as they
cket around Giana's shoulders, carefully guiding the uninjured wom
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