Chapter 87

Of course, I jumped right into the brawl too. Honestly, I'd never experienced anything this intense before. I'd always been a good girl. I never got into fights, and rarely clashed with anyone. My nails had split in two places, but oddly enough, I felt exhilarated. Even a deep scratch on my arm barely registered. I just wiped it off casually and dove back into the fight. Then, above all the chaos, a familiar, deep, and angry voice rang out. "Everyone, stop." He didn't have to raise his voice. The weight behind it was enough to freeze the room solid. Everyone instantly paused and turned toward the source. Jonathan had appeared out of nowhere, and no one knew when he'd arrived. He'd just stepped off a flight, dressed in a black trench coat that made him look even more commanding. He owned the room the second he appeared. His dark eyes were heavy and cold as they swept the crowd, silencing all movement. A flicker of panic crossed Alicia's face when she saw him, but she quickly co