Chapter 5 - THE UNYIELDING BARK
He pulled Hannah closer against his side, his thumb stroking her arm through his suit jacket.
His dark eyes burned with an absolute, terrifying clarity as he looked down at the woman who raised him.
"No," Liam said, his voice dropping into a low, iron-clad growl that echoed off the high ceilings.
"I'm throwing them out for touching my family."
Victoria’s mouth opened, but no sound came out.
The surrounding guests pulled back, their eyes wide as Liam turned his back on the family table.
He extended his hand down toward his son.
Toby reached up, his tiny fingers locking around his father’s thumb, his other hand still holding the chipped wooden train.
"Are we going home, Daddy?" Toby asked quietly.
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"Yes, buddy," Liam replied, his tone softening instantly as he looked down at his son.
"We're going home."
