Chapter 58

Marcus's face gradually lost all color. His tall, solid frame looked out of place here, like he didn't quite belong. He wanted to say something more, but the moment he got close, Celeste stepped back like she'd seen something disgusting. Her reaction stopped him cold. His expression cracked into something pained. "I get it," he muttered. Meanwhile, the banquet hall was still buzzing with clinks of glasses and polite chatter when April barged in with a face already half-swollen. She stormed in, bumping into people left and right, earning quite a few glares. She had just been cozying up to a few CEOs' wives when her scalp suddenly screamed with pain-someone had yanked her hair hard. She cried out, spun around, and- Smack! A slap landed square on her face. "Ah!" she shrieked, trying to dodge. Grace clenched her hair and followed up with another slap, her force shocking everyone nearby. "What the hell is happening?" "Why's she hitting her?" "Isn't that Miss Grace from the Shaw family? Aren