At that moment, upon seeing that the security men were not actually backing down, and from the look of things, it seems that they were definitely going to drag her out undermining her status, undermining her superiority Abigail's chest rose and fell with a mixture of fury and disbelief. The murmurs around the hall were like a growing wave, all eyes focused on her, waiting to see whether the so-called elite madam would be forcefully ejected like some common nuisance.
Then Her pride clenched within her like a tightening rope. no way she was going to let that disgrace happen. That would be a public stain on her name one she knew would spread beyond the hall, whispered through the elite circles, into boardrooms, dinner parties, and social media. The mighty Abigail being dragged out by security? Never.
