THE ALMIGHTY LORD CLOUD

CHAPTWR 97

The murmur of the crowd continued to grow louder, as people shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Some exchanged uneasy glances.

What the hell was her brother talking about?

Some of the others leaned in closer, eager to hear the rest of Darius’s story, as if they were in a movie theatre and not at a wedding.

Nathan’s fists clenched at his sides, as he was brimming with anger.

He wanted to drag Darius out of the cathedral, to throw him out and end this nonsense.

But he knew that would only give Darius more ammunition, more for him to fuel his twisted narrative. He needed to find a way to deal with him as soon as possible.

Vanessa, meanwhile, felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead.

She had to stop this, had to shut Darius up before he ruins everything for her. But how?

Darius began pacing slowly, his hands clasped behind his back. “You see, when Vanessa found out that she was on the brink of losing everything, her company, her position, her entire empire, she had to act fast."

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