The woman who had slapped Daisy was restrained by a tall bodyguard who had accompanied Ryle. Everyone had been so focused on Ryle Harper that they had not noticed the trail of men who had followed him inside like a majestic troop. It was only at that moment did they noticed the swarm of black that had filtered through the colors in the ballroom, swiftly blending in.
''Mr. Harper, can't you recognize me? We…'' the woman shouted, crimson splashing her face as she said, ''I am the daughter of the Mayor of Belvile. You visited our town a few months ago with your secretary and we…''
''Fucked?" Ryle arched an eyebrow.
The woman's face turned a deeper shade of red, ''I recognized your secretary the moment I saw him. I wanted him to contact you but he was acting cocky so I had to teach him a lesson on your behalf.''
