After I Torched Alive, My Alpha Went crazy novel Chapter 95

I couldn’t help but feel a sense of justice as I watched her fall apart, knowing that she was finally getting a taste of the pain she had caused others.

The video continued to play, but I could feel the room grow heavier with tension. Finally, the guys from the Johnson PACK decided to pause the video.

The silence in the hall was deafening as everyone absorbed what they had just seen. Nathan stood there, looking pale and stunned. His eyes widened as the realization hit him: Asher was not his son. The weight of that truth hung in the air, thick and suffocating.

Just then, Stefan approached Nathan. "Look, Sienna only made one mistake," he said, trying to sound reassuring. "You and she can have new children in the future." The words seemed to echo through the room, but Nathan’s reaction was explosive.

"How dare you say that?" Nathan yelled, his voice filled with anger. "Are you trying to sell Sienna to yourself? You just want to make money off this!"

His words cut through the air like a sharp blade, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

Stefan looked taken aback for a moment, clearly unprepared for Nathan’s fierce accusation. He raised his hands defensively, as if trying to ward off the anger directed at him. "Nathan, that’s not what I meant!" he protested, his voice steady but shaky under Nathan’s furious gaze. "I’m just saying that everyone makes mistakes, and Sienna can still have a future, with you, if you give her a chance!"

But Nathan wasn’t having any of it. He stepped forward, fists clenched at his sides, his face flushed with frustration. "A chance? After everything she’s done? You think I’d just forget that she cheated on me?"

Nathan’s voice was thick with disbelief, and I could see the hurt in his eyes, mixed with fury. "You think I’m supposed to just sit back and let you try to profit from this mess? You’re disgusting, Stefan!"

The tension in the air was electric, and I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room glued to us, waiting for the next explosion.

The guests began to whisper among themselves, pointing fingers and exchanging shocked glances. Their whispers filled the room like an insistent hum, and the weight of their judgment bore down on us. "Stop making noise!" Nathan shouted, his voice cutting through the chatter. "I have a more important announcement to make!"

The room quieted down as all eyes turned back to Nathan, curiosity and anticipation mingling in the air. With a shaky hand, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. My heart raced as I realized what he was about to do. Nathan dropped to one knee, the world around us fading into the background.

"Grace," he said, his voice steady despite the chaos that had just erupted. "Will you marry me?"

Gasps erupted from the guests as they realized what was happening. The media, who had been filming everything, went wild. It was a moment nobody could have predicted. Nathan went from being a heartbroken groom to a man on his knees, proposing to me. This dramatic twist caught everyone’s attention.