The next day, which was the day of the gala which Fiona had invited him to arrive, Darwin was looking dapper in one of the suits he had purchased the day before, although the suit was slightly bigger than him but he still looked and felt good. "Not so bad" He said to himself, as he assessed himsel
51 As Luke and Lisa pushed through the crowd, anger and disbelief etched across their faces, they were stunned by the sight that greeted them. Darwin and Fiona stood there, looking like they owned the place, which just added fuel to their burning resentment. "Darwin? Fiona?" Lisa's voice dripped w
52 "This is a prestigious event, not a place for petty squabbles." He continued. Luke, taking a deep breath, managed a strained smile. "No problem at all. We were just leaving," he said, taking Lisa's hand and pulling her away before she could protest. As they walked away, Lisa's parting shot was
53 The gala's atmosphere buzzed with anticipation as the organizer, a man of considerable presence, stepped up to the microphone. His voice, clear and resonant, effortlessly captured the attention of the distinguished crowd gathered in the grand ballroom. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the fift
54 A stunned silence fell over the room as the organizer announced Darwin's name. Whispers immediately broke out among the guests. "Darwin Wettin?" said a distinguished gentleman in a tailored suit. "I don't believe I'm familiar with that name." His companion, a woman draped in elegant jewels, s
55 The surrounding guests started to notice the altercation, their whispers and glances adding fuel to the already volatile situation. "Not another scene with these people," sighed one woman. "They do seem rather jealous of Mr. Wettin's honor," remarked a man. "Can't stand that someone else is g
up56 Darwin's heart pounded as the cars surrounded him on both sides. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. Through the rearview mirror he saw two large, masked men exiting the vehicle behind him, slowly approaching with purpose. As the driver's side door of the
57 "Well?" asked Luke sharply as the men approached. Jake spat on the ground. "He put up one hell of a fight. Almost had us beat too." Lisa's brow arched in surprise. "Almost?" Roy nodded grimly. "Bastard was tougher than he looked. Took all three of us to bring him down." "That punk got in a