🔥 PART 2 — “YOU MISSED.” ETHAN LOCKED EYES WITH THE SECURITY MAN AS THE ENTIRE BALLROOM REALIZED THE ATTACK WASN’T AN ACCIDENT.
🔥 PART 2 — “YOU MISSED.” ETHAN LOCKED EYES WITH THE SECURITY MAN AS THE ENTIRE BALLROOM REALIZED THE ATTACK WASN’T AN ACCIDENT.
The ballroom fell silent.
The tattooed security man stood frozen near the sealed doors.
Hundreds of guests watched as Ethan slowly removed his tuxedo jacket.
Noah clung to Elena.
His small voice broke through the silence.
“Dad… that’s the man.”
The security guard looked toward the boy.
For one second, nobody moved.
Then he suddenly lunged toward the nearest exit.
Two guards stepped in front of him.
“Stay where you are!”
He stopped.
Ethan walked across the shattered glá´€ss.
His eyes dropped to the gold cufflink Elena had found.
The family crest.
His own hidden image.
Ethan picked it up.
“Where did you get this?”
The man said nothing.
Ethan looked around the ballroom.
“This isn’t standard security equipment.”
The guard finally smiled.
“You’re asking the wrong question.”
Ethan’s expression hardened.
“What question should I be asking?”
The man looked toward Noah.
“Why would anyone risk exposing themselves just to hurt a five-year-old?”
Elena immediately stepped closer to the boy.
Ethan’s eyes narrowed.
“You weren’t trying to hurt Noah.”
The man’s silence was answer enough.
“You were using him.”
A wave of shock moved through the room.
Noah had been standing in exactly the right place.
The crystal pyramid had been positioned above him.
But the man hadn’t needed Noah to be injured.
He needed Ethan to move.
And Ethan suddenly remembered something.
When he heard the crash, he had rushed straight across the ballroom.
He had left his original position beside the stage.
The security man had been watching him the entire time.
Ethan turned toward the stage.
There was a small device hidden behind the floral arrangement.
His face changed.
“That’s what you were after.”
The security man lowered his eyes.
But Elena noticed something else.
“There are two cufflinks.”
Everyone looked at her.
She held up the gold cufflink she had found.
Then she pointed toward the security man’s sleeve.
A matching gold edge was visible beneath it.
Ethan stepped closer.
“You’re not working alone.”
The man suddenly laughed.
“No.”
He looked across the ballroom.
“I’m not.”
Ethan turned.
One by one, his guests began looking at each other.
His business partners.
His relatives.
His trusted employees.
Someone inside the billionaire’s own circle had known exactly where Noah would be standing.
Someone had known exactly when Ethan would arrive.
And someone had deliberately turned a child’s birthday party into a trap.
Noah suddenly tugged at Ethan’s sleeve.
“Dad…”
Ethan looked down.
The boy pointed toward the crowd.
“That man pushed it.”
Then Noah slowly pointed somewhere else.
At another person.
Ethan’s face went completely still.
Because the person Noah had just identified…
was someone Ethan trusted more than anyone in the room.
