Theodore POV
"Fuck." The words echoed in the room as Karen and John glanced uneasily at each other and Dahlia tightened her lips, looking everywhere but at me. "This is your fault" I snarled, as Karen trembled where she was standing "I told you to keep a close eye on her" I roared, grabbing an empty glass and smashing it in the reception area.
"How could I know that your stepbrother was going to take her and marry her?" Karen's voice is incredulous as she glares at me "What did you expect me to do? I've done everything you asked" she protested "This would never have happened if you hadn't been screwing Dahlia behind her back!" she snorted.
I glare at her. John steps into the conversation. "Calm down everyone," he says, wiping the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief and glancing
