He walked past Emma without taking a look at her. The bodyguards followed. His coldness somehow provoked Emma.
She yelled after him, "Curt Davidson, how does it feel to have your lover's daughter as your daughter-in-law?"
Everyone froze as if time had just suddenly stopped to allow the message to sink in.
"What?"
"What does that mean?"
Nathalia shook her head to wake herself up from astonishment. This is impossible. It doesn't make sense. Mum and Curt?!
"Don't worry, babe. I'm here with you." Spencer said gently as he put his arm around her shoulder. His words calmed her down. Yes, whatever happens, Spencer's with me.
Curt looked a bit annoyed. "Nonsense. What game are you playing now, Emma? Have you lost your mind? Didn't I ask you to fuck off and go back to Italy? Don't make me force you..." he said sternly.
