CHAPTER 31Ethan excused himself from Sophia and Cara, muttering that he needed to make a quick call. He stepped aside and dialed his father, keeping his tone smooth.“Father, I need a favor,” he began. “There’s a situation with a friend. They weren’t included in the Dupont selection. I thought maybe—”“Do you fucking hear yourself right now?!” his father exploded in the other line without letting him finish. “Are you seriously trying to play hero again? To what? To impress your woman?For once, think before opening your mouth!”Ethan blinked. He didn't expect that his father will give this kind of reaction.“Do you even understand our place? If it were possible, we would bow to the Duponts for their grace. That’s the level we’re talking about! And you want to help some insignificant family? Do you even see what our family needs right now? You’re thinking like a child, Ethan. Weak-minded. Stupid. Why waste energy on people who can’t even stand on their own?” his father barked.Ethan’s j

Everyone in the hall knew the name Rouge. Daniel wasn’t just some spoiled rich brat. He was Caesar Rouge’s son, the man who built his empire on blood. One of the London’s underworld notorious man.“Did he say Rouge?” someone muttered, clutching his wife’s arm.“Rouge… he’s Rouge’s son…” someone whispered in shock.“Bloody hell, not here…” another muttered, pulling his friend back.“Oh my God… We shouldn't be here...” another voice whispered shakily.Daniel’s eyes swept the crowd, sharp and dangerous. “Listen carefully,” he said, voice low, cold, dangerous. “If any of you still want to live without problems… you stay the hell out of this. Don’t even think about interfering.”The guests froze. And then, slowly, from the corners of the hall, men began to move. Daniel’s men. They slipped out of the crowd. Their presence was enough to send more shivers down spines. Panic rippled. Chairs scraped. A glass shattered somewhere. One by one, guests began edging toward the exit. No one wanted