Chapter 34 100th Birthday Event II

It felt like slow motion at first. Henry Darwin's extravagant stride upon the red carpet. He was in a fur coat that was almost more massive than Grandma Lauretta's. She was known for her obsessive love for large furs. He laughs and waves at the guests and cameras. And then the woman loosely holding onto his arm. Cara. It was fucking Cara. The bitch Chase had been searching for in the past month! A thunderous snarl escaped him. “That fucking—” Kol was right in front of him, pushing at his chest to keep him back. “No, Chase! No. Don't react.” “Get out of my fucking way—” Chase was seeing red. So all along, his godforsaken uncle had been hiding Cara, just like he had suspected. Cara had tried to murder his wife! She had her abducted, beaten up, and strung up the side of the tallest building in the whole fucking Miami. Not just that, but that scheming bitch held a knife to Mirabel’s carotid artery and tried to blackmail him into signing some bullshit marriage certificate. And, t