dge standing before them. Because at the entrance of the ballroom, Liam Weston stood, his eyes locked onto hers. "Elena, don't do this," Liam said, his voice steady but urgent. Murmurs

ndered in her chest. "What are you talking about?" Liam stepped forward, his gaze unwavering. "The deal with your father's company. Adrian didn't just buy it-he destroyed it on purpose." The room spun. Elena yanked her hand from Adrian's grasp, her fingers trembling. "That's not true." Liam's jaw tightened. "Yes, it is. You think Adrian's your savior, but he's the reason your family lost everything." Her stomach twisted. She turned to Adrian, searching his face for denial, for outrage. But he only stared at Liam, his smirk never faltering. "Liam," Adrian said smoothly, "you're interrupting a wedding. If you wanted a business discussion, you should have booked an appointment." Liam's fists clenched. "I don't need an appointment to expose a fraud." A heavy silence settled between them. Then, Adrian turned to Elena, his voice low enough that only she could hear. "If