Third Person's POV
Her words were flawless, delivered with a tone of "goodwill," but everyone understood: she was implying that Melinda was mentally unstable and that her claims should be ignored.
Cyrus suddenly shielded Melinda, his chest heaving violently.
His voice was filled with rage, but it trembled with a lack of confidence. "I'd like to see who dares to take my daughter!"
The moment he finished speaking, the ballroom doors creaked open.
All eyes turned to the entrance. A woman stood there, dressed in faded jeans and a grey t-shirt, her shoes lightly dusted with dirt—a jarring sight at the glamorous gala.
The woman saw Cyrus, her eyes instantly welled up, and she quickly ran in, collapsing onto the floor and hugging his legs, sobbing loudly. "Dad! I finally found you!"
Cyrus'
