Chapter 27. Dances and Threat

Sinclair

Descending the grand staircase leading to the ballroom, she clasped his arm tighter. Afraid she'd stumble or worse, fall. His whole family was waiting for them with a smile. Let alone the society, eyeing her like starving piranhas. Ready to annihilate her with the slightest mishap.

"You are doing great, sweet." He muttered, scanning the crowd looking for possible threats while patting her hand in comfort. His grip was strong, a reassurance he got her. She sighed in relief when they alighted the last flight of stairs.

Heading straight to the group where a formidable petite woman was leading, Nicholas bowed respectfully. "Mother." He murmured. "Therese. Ingrid." His sisters curtsied with wide smiles. He nodded his head in acknowledgment, turning, he shook hands with his brothers-in-law. Pleasantries aside, he gestured to her. "I would like to present my fiancée, Sinclair Yuan." He introduced her with a flourish, kissing her knuckles while pulling her gently