“Come with me,” William repeated, his tone leaving no room for refusal.
Emily looked between them, her mind reeling. She hadn’t spoken to her father in years. They had parted on bitter terms after he accused Jonathan of being a predator after wealth and power. She had defended Jonathan fiercely then. But now—now her father’s warning was a prophecy fulfilled.
Security backup arrived. Two additional guards flanked Jonathan. The CEO raised his voice, desperate to assert dominance. “Touch me and you’ll regret it. I’ll have your entire company sued.”
But William leaned in, his eyes burning. In a low voice only Jonathan could hear, he said, “You should worry less about lawsuits and more about the Harrington name. Because you just laid hands on my daughter.”
Jonathan’s face drained of color. For the first time, fear cracked through his arrogance. “You’re… Harrington?”
William didn’t speak. Instead, he gently placed a firm hand on Emily’s shoulder and steered her away from the unfolding chaos. Security cameras tracked their every step. The story had already slipped out of Jonathan’s hands: Prominent CEO strikes pregnant wife in public, confronted by unidentified guard. By nightfall, it would dominate the headlines.
