Chapter 380:


    Benjamin, utterly shaken, stammered in disbelief, “Mr. Spencer…”


    Wesley nced up, hisugh cold and mocking as it sliced through the tense atmosphere. His eyes zed with turbulent fury. In a chilling tone, he addressed Benjamin, “Is this how you treat my girl?”


    Benjamin’s breath caught in his throat, feeling Wesley’s imposing gaze like a physical force. Panic gripped him, freezing him in ce, a statue of fear.


    Sylvia, unable to hide her shock, blurted out, “Your girl? No way, that doesn’t make any sense!”


    Sylvia was aware Elena had some connection to Wesley. But she had always assumed it was simply because both the Harper and Spencer families were prominent in the. She believed their acquaintance was casual, perhaps just social.


    Sylvia’s gaze, burning with envy, locked onto Elena. But when she identally caught Wesley’s eye, she recoiled, stunned by the fierce storm raging in his gaze. Her pulse quickened, and she forced a smile that faltered under the weight of the moment. Wesley’s lips barely moved, his voice as cold as winter. “Are you questioning me?”


    Sylvia shook her head vehemently, whispering, “No…”


    Wesley stood tall as the formidable head of the Spencer Group, a titan whose influence spanned politics, business, and military realms. In the, he was the undisputed king of high society. His words carried the weight ofw. None dared oppose him. Those who once envied the Reed family now stepped back, eager to sever ties, knowing that crossing Wesley could ruin them forever.


    Despite her rising panic, Sylvia summoned a sorrowful expression. “Mr. Spencer, there’s been a misunderstanding. I never meant to—”


    “You never meant to what?” Wesley cut her off coldly. “You never meant to harm Elena?”


    Color drained from Sylvia’s face as she fell silent, pinned under Wesley’s relentless scrutiny.


    Ignoring Sylvia, Wesley bent to pick up the shattered wine bottle from Elena’s trembling hand. His typically frosty expression softened noticeably as his eyes met hers.


    The crowd could barely hide their envy at the sight of Wesley’s cold exterior thawing just for Elena. Everyone wished to be in her ce, the object of his devotion.


    With a dismissive air, Wesley loosened his exclusive designer tie and skillfully fashioned it into a makeshift bandage, carefully wrapping it around Elena’s wound. He then bent down and effortlessly lifted her into his arms.


    Wesley’s gaze sharpened as he addressed the crowd with authority. “Miss Reed has ndered Miss Harper, and the Reed family has been attempting ckmail. Everyone here has witnessed their misconduct. I expect you all to bear witness in court.”


    Prompted by Wesley’smanding call, those eager to win the Spencer family’s favor quickly responded.


    “Absolutely, I saw everything. Mr. Spencer, you can count on me to testify for Miss Harper!”


    “Yes! I was there too, Mr. Spencer. I’ll stand as a witness!”


    “Count me in as well, Mr. Spencer.”


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