Rhett’s POV
The moment Natalie met my gaze, her face turned white as paper.
I saw it clearly—the sudden constriction of her pupils, the arrogance and smug satisfaction from moments ago doused by a bucket of cold water, leaving nothing but barely concealed panic.
“Rhett…” She forced a smile, her lips stiff and unnatural, her voice dry and trembling. “Of course today’s main character is Grandma. I—I was just trying to liven up the atmosphere.”
The women who had joined her in laying hands on someone finally realized things had spiraled out of control. They hurried forward with ingratiating smiles.
“Mr. Callahan, we… we were just joking.”
“Yes, exactly…”
I didn’t even bother looking at them.
My gaze passed over their shoulders and fell on the floor at the center of the banquet hall.
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