Chapter 60 An Eruption

Leona's POV My face swelled almost instantly. Blood trickled from the split at the corner of my mouth, dripping onto the pristine white tablecloth. Each drop looked stark and jarring. "Sarah!" Nina rushed toward me to help, but one of Eamon's men yanked her back. "Let me go! I’m going to find Mr. Malton—he won't have this happen!" At the mention of Jack, a flicker of guilt crossed Eamon's face. He swept a tense glance around the room before barking, “Mind your own business! Hear nothing, see nothing! Otherwise… don't blame me for what happens next." Susan quickly echoed him, "Dinner time's long over! Why are you all still standing around? Or do you want to be seen as Sarah's accomplices?" The crowd exchanged uneasy looks before quietly slipping out of the dining hall one by one. "You can't do this! Sarah did nothing wrong," Nina protested, still struggling in their grip. "Mr. Malton personally hired her. If there's to be any punishment, it has to go through him!" With just on