The waiter crashed right where Stella had been standing, sending the table and its contents crashing to the ground, shards of glass flying in every direction.

Stella, still shaken, felt her heart pounding in her chest as she turned even paler.

A voice beside her said, "Don't worry, everything's fine." Stella snapped out of it, looking at Marshall Moore who was holding her.

She took a deep breath, pulling her wrist away and whispered softly, "Thank you." Marshall's eyes showed concern, but he held back from moving closer.

He tightened his grip on Stella's hand, murmuring, "As long as you're okay." Keegan, wearing a stern expression, approached.

Before he could react, Stella stepped forward, grabbing his hand.

"Get someone to clean up.

Don't alarm the guests." Keegan's hand trembled slightly in hers.

Stella squeezed it firmly, her eyes assuring him that she was fine, urging him to stay composed.

She noticed a few kids chasing each other, accidentally tripping the waiter.

but if Keegan lost his temper, it would ruin the image he

Keegan calmed down

emotions, comforting the crowd while instructing Aldor Hart to send

who had been chatting with friends nearby,

quickly asked what

few kids were chasing each other, they tripped the waiter, and almost knocked Stella over." Vermont took a sharp breath, subconsciously glancing at Stella's

speak but was silenced by Keegan's

Vermont suddenly felt guilty.

appreciation banquet, Keegan had specifically told him to stay

the restroom and got caught up

expect things to go south so

Luckily, nobody was hurt.

would

"These kids...

Keegan

clear the

glass everywhere, we don't want anyone to get hurt." To Vermont, it sounded like: "Get my wife to safety

you'll answer

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