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—SAMANTHA—The security guards immediately released us, stepping back like they'd been burned. Dalton's dark gaze swept over the scene -Zeke's pale face, Ophelia shrinking behind him, the manager sweating bullets. Then those piercing eyes landed on me again. "Are you hurt?" he asked, his voice low but carrying across the silent restaurant. I shook my head, suddenly unable to speak. Dalton took three slow steps forward. The crowd actually parted for him. When he got to me, he grabbed my wrist to check for any injuries. "Mr Hamilton, the manager started stammering. "M-Mr. Montclair, we just had a small misunderstanding—" "A misunderstanding?" Dalton's eyebrow arched. "You were assaulting my guest over a misunderstanding?" Every face in the restaurant went white. Mary elbowed me hard. "His guest?!" she whizzed. I couldn't respond. My entire world had narrowed to Dalton's commanding presence, the way he dominated over everyone without even raising his voice. Zeke hissed
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—SAMANTHA POV— As fast as lightning, I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his golden eyes burning with barely contained rage. The way his sharp suit hugged his broad shoulders made him look like an angry god stepping into a mortal fight. Mary stopped struggling, her mouth falling open. "Holy..." she whispered when she saw him. "Mr. Montclair!" The manager shouted happily as he rushed past me, almost tripping over himself. Throwing me a nasty look before hurrying toward Dalton. The whole restaurant fell silent.A heavy tension filled the air.No one even dared to breathe loudly.This was the Montclair mysterious scion. The most influential man in Skyline City! Dalton stood there, looking so handsome and powerful.The strong, cold aura around him made everyone seem nervous and small.But Dalton’s cold eyes weren’t looking at anyone else.They were centered on me.On the guards squeezing my arms and wrists.And only I could tell... he was really, really angry."Mr. Montc
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—SAMANTHA POV— How could people be so blind?Without even asking me, he had already judged me based on my clothes, my appearance… my status. That's insane! The manager turned to Zeke and Ophelia, almost bowing. "Mr Frost, thank you for protecting our establishment. I had no idea thieves could be so bold these days!" I stood there, frozen.Thief?I didn’t even touch anything!Zeke puffed out his chest, looking smug.His hand was wrapped tightly around Ophelia’s waist, and she stood beside him acting like a goddess.“It’s nothing,” Zeke said proudly, lifting his chin. “It’s my duty to make Skyline a better place. We can’t let ugly trash like her dirty it!"Everyone started clapping and praising Zeke like he was some kind of hero.My stomach turned. It made me feel sick.Ophelia smiled elegantly and gloated with pride. "Thank you, manager. Just get rid of this wannabe woman before she infects this glorious restaurant." The manager laughed and nodded fast."Yes, yes, yes! You're righ
