CHAPTER 252

ADAM’S POV

Amidst the chaos, I push through the crowd, my heart pounding as I see my mother and Aria locked in a volatile clash. The onlookers are entranced, their expressions a mix of amusement and shock, relishing the unexpected drama unfolding at this prestigious art gala. Determination fuels my steps as I close the distance, my mind racing to comprehend how things spiraled out of control so quickly.

"Enough!"

I shout, my voice cutting through the cacophony. Both women freeze, their attention snapping to me. My mother’s eyes widen in surprise, then narrow in a familiar look of defiance. But she knows me well enough to understand that I won't tolerate her whims any longer. Her gaze falters, and she takes a step back, the tension in her posture betraying her reluctance.

First, I turn to my mother, my voice laced with frustration and confusion.

"What's going on here?"

I demand, but she remains silent, her lips pressed into a thin line. Her refusal to speak only fuels my irritation. Sh