Hector Donovan couldn't stand the father-son duo. Before Justin Donovan even had to say a word, he stepped forward, hoisted up Jeremy Donovan—who was still refusing to leave—and tossed him out the main gate.
As he returned, he could still hear Jeremy Donovan howling outside, screeching that they would all regret this in the future.
Unfortunately for him, no one cared.
With the buzzkills gone, the relatives who felt Arabella Donovan had been terribly wronged all swarmed over to comfort her.
In an effort to reciprocate everyone's kindness, Arabella Donovan smiled until her face went stiff.
She finally managed to see everyone off and was about to lay her head on the table for a rest when her eyes were drawn to a conspicuous splash of red in the crowd.
'Holy crap, why is that lady's head red?!'
The gossiping crowd, which had already begun to disperse like a receding tide, abruptly stopped in their tracks and pricked up their ears.
Red? What was red?
