Chapter 2 - Masks Fall and Fangs Show"What is the meaning of this?!" Victoria hissed, her voice vibrating with humiliation as she spun to face Sebastian. The pristine veneer of the society wedding was instantly melting away, revealing the ruthless predator underneath. "Sebastian! Who are these brats? Get them out of my sight right now, or I swear my father will pull every single cent of backing from your expansion!"
Sebastian stood paralyzed, his eyes locked on the two small figures standing at the base of the altar. The little faces looked so agonizingly much like someone he had tried desperately to forget—a woman he had left behind in a dusty provincial town when his ambitions first caught fire.
"Daddy, please..." the younger sister whimpered, tears spilling over her cheeks. "Mommy is sick. She told us to find you because you're a rich man now. She said you wouldn't let us starve."
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The congregation erupted into chaos. Flashbulbs from hidden paparazzi suddenly sparked from the back of the chapel—the media had slipped in, and the scent of blood was in the air.
Sebastian took a ragged, shuddering breath. His carefully constructed empire, worth billions, hung by a thread. If he acknowledged them, Victoria’s father would destroy him overnight. If he denied them, the public executioner’s axe of social media would grind his reputation into dust before nightfall.
