Chapter 68

James Carter froze for a second, completely caught off guard. Isabella Knight, on the other hand, was totally wasted and clinging to him like a koala, not giving him a chance to shake her off. The reporters didn’t miss a beat, their questions firing off louder and sharper. “Mr. Carter, are you and Miss Knight in a relationship?” “Now that you're both seen together at Nocturne Royale, does this mean something official is happening?” “Is the reason Miss Knight doesn’t want to marry into the Barron family because of you?” James had no choice but to pull Isabella behind him. He wasn’t trying to protect her per se—he just didn’t want her drunken mess to end up on every news site and drag him down with her. As more questions flew at him, James’s chest heaved with anger, his jaw clenched tight. He was seconds away from snapping. “No more photos!” He finally exploded, yanking a camera out of a reporter’s hands and smashing it to the ground. His shout echoed through the crowd. There was a brief