Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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Alexander failed to dodge in time and got hit on the head.

Drake wanted to hit him more, but the officers managed to restrain him.

Although there was a brief commotion, the situation soon calmed. However, blood was flowing from Alexander's

forehead, where he had been struck with the handcuffs. He applied pressure to his wound, and blood dripped

through his fingers.

Lena screamed and rushed over to check on him.

"You wretch! How dare you curse your father!" Drake couldn't strike Alexander due to the officers restraining him,

so he began shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Lena, you're the one who's a bad influence on my son! How can you curse your own father? Aren't you afraid of

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going to hell? Let me make this clear! You will always be my son, no matter where you go. My blood runs through

your veins, and you'll forever be a disgrace!"

Pete's eyes blazed with anger. "Are you finished with your nonsense, Mr. Dickinson?"

"No, no!" Drake started throwing a tantrum. "You officers want to control everything, and now you want to interfere

when I'm teaching my son a lesson? Not only will I discipline my son, but I also want to teach that woman a lesson!"

Lena was shocked, staring directly at him. Drake's menacing gaze seemed to transport her back to a stormy night

from many years ago. She trembled, her heart racing, and his condemnation echoed in her ears.

"Fuck you, bitch! She wasn't a good girl at home... She was not a good girl at all... when I fucked her!"

What he said felt like an explosion in the crowd, instantly hushing the chaotic atmosphere.

Everyone knew she was going to marry into the Hamertons.

But what was Drake talking about?

Chris was shocked, unable to react at that moment. His instinctive gaze locked onto Lena. He noticed sadness

clouding her lovely face.

Her clear eyes flashed with anger.

He even witnessed her lips parting slightly, her breath coming in gasps. She seemed to be in great pain.

Meanwhile, Drake's grin grew increasingly malicious.

Pete swiftly signaled for the officers to escort Drake out.

The previously lively party hall fell into an eerie silence.

Lena stood motionless, trying to move but feeling as if she were under a paralyzing spell. Her face turned pale, and

it seemed as though her soul had been snatched away.

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She stared blankly at Drake's departing figure. Her trembling fists were the only sign of movement.

The hurtful whispers felt like needles piercing her heart.

"Lena..." Chris reached for her shoulders, but she screamed as if shocked and pushed him away.

"Hey, Lena!" Lina chased after her, but Lena was too fast, eluding her grasp.

Zuko held Lina back, shaking his head.

At that moment, Chris ran toward Lena.

"I'm worried, honey," Lina said.

"This is between them. They'll have to resolve it on their own," Zuko reassured her. "Don't worry. Lena won't do

anything reckless, and Chris is level-headed. He won't judge Lena because of that lunatic's nonsense."

"But..." Lina frowned. She took back what she wanted to say, thinking, 'But any man would find this unacceptable.

What Drake said about Lena in public is beyond humiliating. No one, no matter how strong, should have to endure

that.'