Blanche’s POV
Vincent had a reputation for chasing women, but I’d never seen him show even a hint of submission to anyone before.
Now here he was, completely stripped of his pride in front of me.
Given Vincent’s position, he didn’t need to humble himself before anyone—not even Zain.
Everyone around us looked absolutely shocked by Vincent’s behavior.
Aiden finally snapped out of his stupor and turned to Demetrius and me. “Come on, let’s get out of here. We’ve got our own celebration waiting. No point wasting time on people who don’t matter.”
I simply nodded. “Right.”
Demetrius agreed. “Yeah.”
Aiden motioned for Demetrius and me to go ahead, then quietly trailed behind us.
The three of us walked out of the hall without any trouble.
Zain made no move to stop me from leaving. I caught a glimpse of his expression as we passed—something heavy seemed to weigh on him, but he swallowed whatever he was feeling and remained quiet.
