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.

Keegan lost his temper,

Keegan calmed down under

while instructing Aldor Hart to send people to

who had been chatting with friends nearby, was startled by

quickly asked what

the waiter, and almost knocked

speak but

Vermont suddenly felt guilty.

Keegan had specifically told him to stay with

he had just returned from the restroom and got caught up in conversation

didn't expect things to go south so

Luckily, nobody was hurt.

would have

"These kids...

to their parents later." Keegan glared at Vermont, his

clear the

get hurt." To Vermont, it sounded like:

you'll answer to me." Vermont felt

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