When everyone was guessing, Kieran had walked down the stairs in huge strides. L had not nned on taking that drink, but she changed her mind when he
walked away.
Didn''t Shannon use her of relying on men? L decided to scare Shannon by taking advantage of Kieran this time.
Soon, Kieran reached the first floor. Everyone made way for him to pass through. Most were curious to find out how important L was to Kieran. Whose side would he take?
L turned around and met Kieran''s eyes. He had taken off his coat by now and casually carried them in his hand. When he approached her, he casually draped his coat over her shoulders. His ck coat matched perfectly with her white dress.
The sudden warmth touched L''s heart. She had been feeling a little cold from the AC that was sting at the venue.
Kieran looked up again, this time with a frosty look. His presence felt more intimidating given hisnky build.
He motioned at a waiter to hand a ss of wine to Shannon.
Shannon''s eyes wavered a little. Was he trying to embarrass her in public?
"Since my fiancee has drank her wine, don''t you think you should do the same out of courtesy, Ms. Bolton?" His deep, unfeeling voice rang in the air.
At this point, it was obvious that he had picked L over his family''s rtionships.
Shannon''s smile froze. She felt flustered under everyone''s watch. Never had she expected Kieran to stand up for L in front of everyone and shame her in return.
"Mr. Morgan, I..." she croaked, knowing full well that she couldn''t take the wine he offered.
If she did, she would not only embarrass herself but also taint the reputation of the Bolton Group.
Kieran''s gaze was unyielding and intense, pressuring her.
"Ms. Bolton, do you not think my fiancee is worth toasting? Do you want me to toast you?" His sharp, unfeeling voice cut through the air as he cast her a piercing look.
Even though everyone present understood he was addressing Shannon, they couldn''t help but break out in a cold sweat. At the same time, they finally understood how important his fiancee meant to him.
Kieran might appear easygoing on the surface, but he would never misuse his power for selfish reasons. Hence, his attitude toward Shannon was clearly a move to avenge L.
Besides, he did not cross a line at all. He was just giving Shannon a taste of her own medicine. After all, didn''t Shannon too force L to toast her?
All colors drained from Shannon''s face. "No, that isn''t it."
She reached out to ept the ss of wine he offered. Those with keen observation might notice her fingers trembling-maybe out of sheer anger or fear for Kieran.
Once Shannon took the ss, she did not immediately down its contents. She nced at L.
L frowned slightly at Shannon, thinking, "Is she expecting me to speak up for her?"
Looking quizzical, she nheless pressed her body against Kieran deliberately to spite Shannon.
Kieran looked sideways and instantly picked up on her intentions. Looking exasperated, he thought, "Oh, you cunning little fox."
Still, he yed along, asking softly, "Are you feeling unwell?" At the same time, he had ced a hand on her waist, caressing her skin as heforted her, "We''ll head home soon."
L pressed her temples, but it
wasn''t just theatrics. She was indeed a lightweight, and she had taken alcohol on an empty stomach. Now, She felt a little dizzy from the effect of the alcohol, but not much that she couldn''t stand straight.
Seeing their exchange, Shannon tightened her grasp on her ss. She thought spitefully, "That little vixen!"
An evil glint shed across her eyes,
but she quickly put on a pitiful
expression when she met Kieran''s gaze. Little did she know that she
acted just like those fragile women whom she imed to despise.
Kieran picked up another ss of wine. "Ms. Bolton, are you expecting me to drink too?"
"No. Not at all." Jumping in shock, Shannon hurriedly emptied her ss of wine. She knew very well that she and the Bolton Group would be in great trouble if Kieran had taken that ss of wine.
She sensed the looks of pity on her, which gave her the urge to tear into L.