“Internal affairs?” He stepped closer, his eyes glinting with cruel amusement. “You still think you have leverage?”
His sneer deepened. “You might not care about your name, but I care very much about mine.”
Then his voice dropped, sharp and final.
“Thank God we were never married. If you’d become my wife, you would’ve been the biggest stain on my life.”
My gaze drifted downward to the shattered remains of my phone.
And something inside me finally snapped.
“After everything you’ve done,” I said coldly, my voice eerily calm, “you can forget about your ascension tomorrow, Sebastian.”
The hall exploded with laughter.
“Have you completely lost your mind?” Celeste clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she nearly bent in half.
Sebastian shook his head, smirking. “Listen to yourself. Who do you think you are? You actually believe you have the power to stop this family from rising?”
His eyes glittered with mockery. “What—do you think you’re some kind of Queen of the Elite Circles? That one word from you could bring my coronation crashing down?”
I lifted my head and met his gaze without flinching.
“That’s exactly who I am,” I said evenly. “And the man in those photos? That’s my brother—Dorian Frost.”
The laughter didn’t stop.
It grew louder.
Mr. Webb slammed his hand against the table, wheezing with amusement. “She’s completely lost it!”
“If you’re the head of the Elite Circles,” he cackled, “then I must be Arthur Frost himself!”
“Yes! Exactly!” others shouted.
“If she’s the Queen of the Elite Circles, I’ll eat dirt right here!”
I slowly swept my gaze across them, lips curling into a cold, disdainful smile.
“Arthur Frost is my father,” I said calmly. “Not a title for ignorant men who bark the loudest without knowing who they’re biting.”
Their laughter faltered—but I didn’t stop.
“You don’t believe me? Of course you don’t. Men like you—who follow whoever shouts the loudest and spew filth without thinking—are used to swallowing garbage every single day.”
My words landed like bullets.
The room erupted into chaos.
“Believe you?” someone shouted. “You’re nothing but a woman who slept her way to power!”
Mockery echoed from every corner, laughter bouncing cruelly off the walls.
Sebastian shook his head, his expression a blend of disgust and feigned pity. “Enough. Get out, Arwen. You’re polluting my territory. Never associate yourself with me again.”