Her Night Dance
Chapter 4
“Ow!” Amber cried, clutching her reddened hand.
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She opened her mouth to protest but froze when she saw Julian
gently brush aside Clara’s curls to inspect her face.
“She’s having an allergic reaction to alcohol,” he said, his voice low and trembling slightly.
His demeanor shifted. No longer restrained, he scooped Clara
into his arms, holding her securely against his chest. Without
hesitation, he turned to leave.
“Mr. Reid!” Ethan stepped forward to block his path. “Where are
you taking her?”
Julian’s gaze was glacial as he looked at Ethan. “She’s going into anaphylactic shock. Can’t you see that?”
you don’t understand. This.
Ethan glanced at Clara in Julian’s arms and sneered. “Mr. Reid,
is a master manipulator. She drank plain water earlier–how could she possibly have an allergic
reaction to alcohol?”
Julian’s chest rose and fell sharply, as if suppressing something
primal.
Ethan continued, his tone accusatory. “Stop pretending, Clara. If you don’t want to dance no one’s forcing you. Don’t play the
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As Ethan pressed on, one of Julian’s men leaned in to whisper
something into his ear.
A wave of cold fury emanated from Julian.
“You’re saying she drank water?”
“Exactly,” Ethan said confidently. “Amber saw it herself.”
At a single glance from Julian, the nearest burly man in black strode over to the trust fund kid who had poured Clara’s drink.
“Which bottle was it?”
The trust fund kid stammered, visibly shaken. “Th–that one…”
The bottle remained untouched, save for the one glass already poured for Clara.
Julian’s sharp gaze shifted to Amber, who instinctively shrank
back. “If you believe it was water, why don’t you drink the rest of
the bottle?”
Amber faltered, her eyes darting nervously. “I… I didn’t get a clear
look…”
Julian didn’t give her a chance to continue. “Drink it.”
At his signal, one of his men grabbed Amber and effortlessly
restrained her. Another uncorked the bottle and forced it toward
her lips.
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“Help… help!” Amber’s tearful eyes sought Ethan desperately.
Ethan hesitated, taking half a step forward before Robert’s cold
glare froze him in place.
“Young man,” Robert said warningly, “don’t drag me into your
mess.”
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If Ethan couldn’t read between the lines, he had no business
being where he was now.
He clenched his fists, his face red with frustration, but he stayed put, glaring helplessly as Amber was forced to drink.
ked and sputtered, some of the liquid going down
d out in a humiliating mess.
The livery buzz of the venue had vanished, replaced by an uneasy stillness, broken only by the sound of her desperate retching.
ecided to stay rooted in place-
with Julian now.
Julian’s gaze swept over the crowd, his voice cutting like a blade. “So, you all believe it was water?”
quaked under his stare, stammering, “No,
cohol!”
Said It was water, but we didn’t know anything!”
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As Ethan pressed on, one of Julian’s men leaned in to whisper something into his ear.
A wave of cold fury emanated from Julian.
“You’re saying she drank water?”
“Exactly,” Ethan said confidently. “Amber saw it herself.”
At a single glance from Julian, the nearest burly man in black strode over to the trust fund kid who had poured Clara’s drink.
“Which bottle was it?”
The trust fund kid stammered, visibly shaken. “Th–that one…”
The bottle remained untouched, save for the one glass already poured for Clara.
Julian’s sharp gaze shifted to Amber, who instinctively shrank back. “If you believe it was water, why don’t you drink the rest of the bottle?”
Amber faltered, her eyes darting nervously. “I… I didn’t get a clear look…”
Julian didn’t give her a chance to continue. “Drink it.”
At his signal, one of his men grabbed Amber and effortlessly restrained her. Another uncorked the bottle and forced it toward her lips.
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“Help… help!” Amber’s tearful eyes sought Ethan desperately.
Ethan hesitated, taking half a step forward before Robert’s cold glare froze him in place.
“Young man,” Robert said warningly, “don’t drag me into your
mess.”
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If Ethan couldn’t read between the lines, he had no business
being where he was now.
He clenched his fists, his face red with frustration, but he stayed put, glaring helplessly as Amber was forced to drink.
Amber choked and sputtered, some of the liquid going down while the rest spilled out in a humiliating mess.
The lively buzz of the venue had vanished, replaced by an uneasy stillness, broken only by the sound of her desperate retching.
Seaview Isle’s elite collectively decided to stay rooted in place-
no one dared to test their luck with Julian now.
Julian’s gaze swept over the crowd, his voice cutting like a blade. “So, you all believe it was water?”
Those he singled out quaked under his stare, stammering, “No, no! It was definitely alcohol!”
“Amber said it was water, but we didn’t know anything!”
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“I can vouch–Amber said she wanted to ruin Clara tonight, and that Ethan always listens to her.”
Ethan’s head snapped toward Amber, disbelief etched into his face. “You really said that?”
Amber shook her head violently, tears streaming down her face.
Julian’s fists tightened, veins bulging against his skin.
Before his rage could boil over, a faint, pained sound escaped
Clara’s lips.
Julian’s expression immediately softened.
“You’ll be fine. We’re heading to the hospital now.”
As he carried her away, Julian’s eyes flicked toward the table of
untouched drinks.
“For those who can’t tell the difference between water and
alcohol, let me help you learn. Each of you, one bottle. Drink until you finish. Robert, ensure they comply.”
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