At that moment, Patrick, seething with rage, tore off his mask of hypocrisy. Bella, Feena, Luca, and the others heard every word.
Shocked that Jack would dare to cross someone like Patrick, they couldn't help but worry about his safety.
Feena, in particular, was overwhelmed with guilt. She never expected Jack to actually show up at the gala—risking everything just to protect her.
She knew he had little hope of winning against someone like Patrick. In Tarthy City, Patrick now reigned supreme, backed by a powerful team no one dared to challenge.
Jack came from the old blocks by the Norhaven River. He was the founder of Genesis Games and had basked in the spotlight as Soul, the pop star. But in front of Patrick, all that seemed insignificant.
Yet, he came anyway.
He came alone, stepping straight into the lion's den.
After the initial shock wore off, Feena was filled with regret and dread.
She regretted ignoring Jack's warnings and insisting on attending this gala. Even if it meant angering Felix and putting her career on the line, she didn't care. Nothing mattered more than Jack's safety. The dread stemmed from Patrick and Peter's obvious hostility toward Jack. She feared something terrible might happen to him.
Luca and Bella didn't look any better.
Luca was anxious but powerless.
At this gala, they were merely background figures—unable to influence anything.
Bella clenched the hem of her dress, a sudden pang of jealousy welling up inside her. Jack had risked everything for Feena, but never once for her. Yet more than anything, she was filled with worry—fearing the harsh retaliation Patrick would unleash on Jack.
"What's wrong? Are you worried he'll get into trouble?"
Patrick caught the fear in Feena and Bella's eyes—and a chilling smirk slowly curled across his lips.

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