Chapter 29 Uncle?
- “Ms. Zara Quinn, please come up to the stage.” The spokesman, Mr. Brent Miguel’s voice echoed through the grand hall, but Zara barely heard him over the thunderous applause.
- Her chest tightened. For a moment, she remained frozen in her seat, gripping the fabric of her dress.
- “Zara, you fucking did it!” Nadia hissed excitedly, nudging her. “Go up there and shove that bitch off the stage!”