Chapter 30
The reporters exchanged glances before quickly plastering on Lawning smiles,
“Alright, Mr. Graint. We’ll take our leave.”
They dispersed without hesitation, not even dating to linger in the shadows for candid shots.
They were afraid of Julian. Anyone who crossed him never walked away unscathed.
Once the reporters were gone, the air grow still and deathly quiet.
Julian’s gaze darkened as he took in the sight before him–Estelle cradled in another man’s ans. A chilling air radiated from him,
His lips parted slightly, his voice icy and commanding as he said, “Get down.”
Estelle already felt uncomfortable being held by a man she wasn’t familiar with.
Considering the media frenzy surrounding her, the last thing she wanted was to drag Michael into i
o the mess.
She spake softly. “Please put me down.”
Seemingly oblivious to Julian’s ominous expression, Michael replied, “No. You sprained your ankle. You need to get to a hospital,”
Julian’s gaze remained fixed on Extelle’s face, hits deep eyes exuding a silent, bone–chilling coldness. He repeated, enunciating each word, “Estelle. I said to get
down.‘
He had always been composed, his emotions rarely betraying häin.
At this moment, his gaze was dark and sharp, staring at the two of thein as if he were looking at something utterly repulsive.
When she didn’t move, his expression tumed even more terrifying. He took slow, deliberate steps toward then.
Reaching out, he grabbed Estelle, intending to pull her away.
Michael instinctively moved to block him, but carrying Estelle made it difficult to react in time. He falled to stop Julian.
Estelle was yanked from Michael’s.
Julian gripped her wrist tightly and turned to leave.
bone
The moment her fool touched the ground, pain shot through her ankle like a knife twisting into b
Suddenly, a hand grasped her other wrist.
Julian halted his steps, his paze locking: onto Michard. His low and menacing voice was laced with disgust. “Let go of her.
Midiael, ever.compound, woar a lazy, amused simile. “If anyone should be saying that, it’s one.““”
julian’s shop brows arched arrogantly “Du yurilink you have the right?“
Michael chuckled under his breath. “That’s mot for your to decide. What matters… is what Essir wants,
His gaze soltened as he rummed to her “saic, do you want to go with him?”.
Estelle luew Michael was deliberately addressing; her this way to provode juliou
Her par swept over Susan, who was standing not far away, Julian and Susan had also įng walked out of the same restaurant.
They had most likely past finished their meal. Perhaps Julian had even taken the opportunity do shape the news of Estelle’s detainment with Susan, Isoping to amusé
Estelle’s expression cooled. Without sparing Julian a glance, she turned to Michard. “My ankle is injured. M. Cooper, would you mind taking me to the hospitale Michael’s undle deepened as he picked her backup. “There’s no need for fomaalities between us
Julian’s eyes flickered with disbelief. He said coldly, “Estelle, don’t tell me you’re involved with this mum again”
Estelle frowned in irritation
“Mr Grant, you have quite the imagination I haven’t been caught in any scandals with Mr. Cooper, nor have I been entangled with lain his any way. We simply ditmet together, and be lent afelping hand when i was in trouble. And yet, in your eyes, I’m involved with him?“
Her gaze drifted toward Susan, her expression unreadable. “so, by your logic, Ismas speak to another, it must mean I have an improper relationship with him? Or are you stingly projecting your own behavior onto the?”
