"Keira and Keanu already got their marriage certificate. Their wedding will be soon. Even if Gael regrets it now, there's no turning back."
"They say the senior executives of Ventimiglia Investment Group will be here tonight. If they see Gael stirring trouble, they might pull out of the investment entirely."
Keanu's lips curled into a sneer as his gaze locked onto me. "Gael, how dare you show your face here? You're not welcome, leave."
His tone sharpened, the arrogance in his voice unmistakable. "You've heard, haven't you? Ventimiglia is about to inject capital into us. You came to wreck it, didn't you?"
"I'll warn you once, try it, and we'll make you regret it for the rest of your life."
Keira's cold laugh cut through the noise. "Why waste time talking? Call security and throw him out. And if he dares lift a finger, call the police and have him arrested."
The moment she said those words, she snapped her fingers for the hotel security to throw me out.
But the guards didn't budge, standing still as if her voice hadn't reached their ears.
Keira's face twisted with fury, but before she could lash out, Keanu barked at them, his tone sharp and arrogant.