His words were like a blunt knife, hacking brutally through the air.
“You ran away from home for a month—do you think I don’t know where the money for those clothes came from?”
“That outfit you’re wearing was bought with the filthy money you earned! Those dirty deals are too unsavory to even mention.”
“And now you even dare use Grandma Callahan’s birthday banquet as an excuse to come out and seduce men? Dream on!”
“I’m your father—I have every right to teach you a lesson, you shameless, lowly daughter!”
His words landed like a heavy bomb detonating in the crowd.
The surroundings erupted into instant chaos. Whispers surged from every direction.
Those previously neutral, observant gazes now mixed with probing suspicion, disdain, and even barely concealed schadenfreude as they fell upo
