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