The crowd felt that slap as if it had struck their own faces, yet they could understand Rosalia's point. Henry had lost his mind, and now everyone could see it clearly. Those who had not yet fallen to their knees before Max were now willingly doing so.
Henry had publicly admitted that he was ready to sell out his clan and its members in exchange for the protection of another clan.
This was something no one could accept. Even William, who hated Max to the bone, clenched his teeth. He respected Henry more than anything in this world, but now that respect lay shattered like a mirror smashed against the hard tile floor.
"Rosalia, how dare you!?" Henry's fingers lit up with powerful purple ice flames. His fist burst into flames as he attempted to slam it into her belly. Max's eyes narrowed. Immense anger surged through his veins, and the fear of her getting injured made his blood churn.
