Chapter 50

The moment the confrontation began, Laurel's fiancé stormed in to intervene. Their heated argument echoed through the venue.

Within minutes, the entire Lancaster clan arrived in full force.

Elise had been right—the Lancasters clearly came from old money. Their condescending attitude toward the Lancaster family was palpable.

Malcolm attempted to mediate with a diplomatic approach, but the Lancasters weren't having it. They launched into a scathing verbal assault without hesitation.

Every member of the Lancaster family visibly stiffened. Their expressions darkened with each cutting remark.

Then Damien made his entrance.

His first act was removing his tailored jacket and wrapping it around Selene's shoulders. After exchanging brief words with Laurel's parents, he scooped Selene into his arms and strode away without a backward glance.

The Lancasters' demeanor shifted instantly when Damien stepped in. Their arrogance evaporated like morning mist.

As he departed with Selene, they scrambled after them, desperate to explain. The security team blocked their path effortlessly.

The video's final frames showed the once-haughty Lancasters now humbled, visibly eager to reconcile with the Lancaster family.

Meanwhile, Malcolm and his relatives—who had been practically groveling moments earlier—now ignored the Lancasters completely, following Damien's lead without hesitation.

The gala's celebrity-filled venue ensured maximum exposure.

Though few recognized Selene or Laurel initially, scandal travels fast in elite circles.

When viewers realized the dashing rescuer was Damien Harrington, the video went viral instantly. Comments flooded in.

Wait—that's THE Damien Harrington? The tech prodigy?

Hold up—media always mentions his business genius but never his jawline!

No wonder he avoids the spotlight—with that face, he'd cause traffic jams everywhere!

As context emerged, the narrative shifted dramatically.

So...Laurel caught her fiancé cheating...with Mr. Harrington's girlfriend?

I know that guy—decent family, passable looks. But compared to Harrington...

Let's be real here.

Damien Harrington operates on another plane entirely—wealth, intellect, and those damn cheekbones!

Selene's fans soon identified her.

PhD at 25? Champion racer? Elite hacker? Is this woman even human?

Did you see the photos from her last race? The way Damien looked at her—pure worship!

Ugh, they're disgustingly perfect together. Some people get all the luck!

Seriously—why would someone dating Damien Harrington even glance at another man? The math ain't mathing!

Rewatching the footage—Laurel's man approached Selene first. I get being jealous, but throwing wine? Classless.

Beautiful women can't win—too pretty and you get blamed for existing!

Camille closed the browser tab abruptly.

Helena had promised Damien would collect her from the spa retreat. Yet here it was, well past 10 PM, without so much as a text.

Perhaps he'd intended to come.

Probably got distracted playing white knight for Selene...and simply forgot.

Camille refused to dwell on it.

By 11 PM, she was home, showered, and in bed. Sleep came instantly—deep and dreamless.