Chapter 1285:

Hamilton caught it all. He glanced at Daniela, who met his gaze without flinching, then gently lifted her glass and tapped it against Cedric’s with quiet affirmation.

The McCoy family’s banquet was nothing short of a lavish spectacle. Past the mountains of food and endless drinks, there were games, contests, and amusements at every turn.

Nikolas shared a quick look with a few others before his eyes landed on Cedric’s injured leg. A sly grin curled at Nikolas’ mouth as he called out, “The weather’s perfect today. How about a little horse race?”

Everyone caught on right away. That jab was aimed straight at Cedric. After the explosion, Cedric’s leg had never fully healed. Even though it looked better now, he was still nowhere near strong enough to ride a horse, let alone race one. The horses in the stables were known for their fiery tempers, loyal only to their own riders. It was clear as day that Nikolas was setting Cedric up to be humiliated.

Nikolas spoke loud enough to turn every head at the banquet. Even a few reporters started drifting closer, sniffing out a scene.

Daniela, swirling the wine in her glass, gave Hamilton a sideways glance. “Mr. McCoy, your son is already making a fool of himself. Should I step in and remind him how to behave?”

Hamilton answered, “Go ahead. I won’t stop you.” Daniela gave a light nod. “Fine then, I’ll do you a favor and teach

waiting, she walked toward the center

caught Nikolas speaking into the microphone, his voice bouncing off the walls. “My father said Cedric

mic like he was holding a trophy, making sure nobody missed the show. He wanted everyone to see Cedric’s bad leg. He wanted the

Nikolas. She reached for the microphone with a bright, easy smile. “My

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as Nikolas called out the challenge. Daniela, unbothered by the harsh words and stares, gracefully reached for

to spare the McCoy family too much embarrassment, and I happen to agree. But I wouldn’t want to spoil everyone’s fun either. Since Cedric was the one who taught

up. “You?” he scoffed. “Just make sure

“There’s no glory in beating

lips pressed tight, not

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