Chapter 91 

A woman clad in a shimmering violet dress came out from backstage to the stage. She pushed a wheelchair forward, and the directors and reporters gasped when they realized who it was. Alexander gulped audibly, his eyes taking on a dazed expression.

"No, no, this can't happen," he muttered.

"Welcome, Jane," Leslie said to the girl as Jane pushed the wheelchair forward.

"Isn't that Mr. Marcus in the wheelchair?" a reporter gasped, and the crowd muttered amongst themselves.

Vanessa squirmed uncomfortably, her heart thumping unusually fast in her seat as she muttered through gritted teeth, "Fix this, Alexander!. What are you waiting for?"

"This is indeed Mr. Marcus, the man who took the fall for the accident and was said to have gone into hiding to escape the penalties. But do you want to know what really happened?" Julian asked, his voice carrying authority.

"Yes, tell us, Master Blackwood!" the reporters shouted. "Tell us! Tell us!"

Leslie placed an arm on Julian, giving him a reassuring