Chapter Twenty-Six

"You Bastard... How dare you!" Alexander growled in anger, ready to deliver another blow to John who was trying to get up, blood dripping from his mouth and nose.

However, he was stopped by Reynold, Charles, and several other men who had rushed out of the hall along with everyone else who had been there, drawn by the commotion and noise outside.

The crowd had gathered around them, with cameras flashing everywhere.

The commotion was intense, and it seemed as though everyone was trying to get a glimpse of the situation.

"What on earth is happening here?" Harriet spoke, clearly agitated by the scene involving her grandson.

"You should ask your grandson, old woman!" John yelled, holding his bleeding nose in pain. "He started it!"

"You liar! You provoked him!" Camilla retorted, visibly angry.

It was clear she was trying to control herself, not wanting to escalate the already heated situation.

"Oh, shut up you slut!" John shot back, which was all it took for Alexander to break free from the