The room fell into a heavy silence the moment the manager respectfully bowed to Zane. It was like the world shifted before everyone's eyes. Before anyone could gather their thoughts, security moved in swiftly.
Without much struggle, Jordan—still fuming and trying to shout—was grabbed firmly by two men in dark suits. They didn't argue with him. They didn't answer his threats. They just dragged him toward the exit like he was nothing more than a troublemaker causing noise at the wrong party.
The glass doors opened wide, and Jordan was pushed out without ceremony, left shouting into the empty night. The doors closed behind him with a cold, final sound.
Inside, the guests who had been standing, yelling, shouting just moments ago were frozen in place. Shock written all over their faces.
They watched the scene in disbelief.
Jordan, the man they all respected… Jordan, who they believed was untouchable… had just been thrown out like a common fool.
