Retribution

As the music died down, the tension in the air grew, and Mr. Leland’s gaze locked onto Rene, the murmurs from the crowd quieted, and all eyes were now on Rene as the ballroom seemed to hold its breath.

Benjamin stood smugly beside his father, while Leonardo swirled his champagne, eyes still gleaming with amusement.

Mr. Leland approached Rene, his expression darkening with every step.

“I trust you’re ready to settle this... unfortunate matter,” Mr. Leland repeated smoothly, though his voice held a barely concealed edge of disdain. His sharp gaze bore into Rene, expecting submission.

But Rene didn’t flinch. He glanced at Maria, who stood beside him, her face filled with worry, before turning back to Mr. Leland, his eyes cold and unwavering.

“Settle?” Rene’s voice was calm, but it carried through the room. “You mean you want me to apologize for what happened at the restaurant? For what your son did?”

A ripple of shock ran through the crowd. Whispers buzzed like flies, shocked gasps es