dripping with disdain. “Just get security to throw her out. We’ve got actual guests coming soon.”
Henry’s face darkened, and he threw a quick signal to the guards by the entrance.
I didn’t stop him. I just looked at him, expression blank, my heart iced over.
“Let me ask you one last time,” I said, my voice low but steady. “Are you sure you want to choose her as your mother?” I pointed right at Mona.
“Because if you do, we’re done. Don’t expect me to forgive you, even if you come crawling back someday, begging,” I added.
Henry barked out a bitter laugh, like I’d just cracked the best joke he’d ever heard. “Beg? The only thing I’m begging for is that you stay out of my life for good.”
Right then, the security guards showed up, and Henry quickly told them to escort me out. Then, like I was already some stranger, he took Mona’s arm and headed back to the banquet.
I stepped out of the guards’ reach and raised my voice to make sure he—and everyone else—heard me loud and clear.
“I booked this entire hotel for the day. So if anyone’s leaving, it’s you all.”
