100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Seventy-Seven…

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Aside from Tatsumi, Mr. Hiroshi was also anticipating Jane's reaction. He wondered if she would reject this engagement in front of their clan members. 'Is she going to humiliate Tatsumi in front of everyone? I hope not.'

Jane maintained her composure and she didn't show any sign of resistance or rejection regarding the engagement. Seeing her reaction, Mr. Hiroshi was satisfied. He motioned for Tatsumi to hold Jane's hand and move closer to her.

Tatsumi obediently moved, guided by Mr. Hiroshi's command. He stood next to Jane and extended his right hand. Jane just smiled at him as she accepted his hand. Another loud cheer erupted in the venue. Some clinked their wine glasses, congratulating the couple.

But little did they know, Tatsumi broke into cold sweats when he sensed Jane's grasp. She was gripping his palm tightly as if she was controling her rage.

'Is she mad? Though she's smiling, I can feel a chilly aura surrounding her.' Tatsumi thought to himself, biting his lips.

Meanwhile, a resounding crash echoed from a distance, drawing the attention of the banquet attendees. A waiter, seemingly bothered by the scene unfolding at the center stage, inadvertently dropped the tray he was carrying. The clatter of shattering glass resonated through the air as his gaze fixated on the entangled hands of Jane and Tatsumi.

An icy glint flashed in the waiter's eyes, unnoticed by those around him. Witnessing the intimate moment between Jane and Tatsumi seemed to stir a hidden emotion within him. The atmosphere tensed as one member of the Sawada Clan scolded the waiter, cautioning him about ruining the celebratory mood.

"Hey, be careful! You're ruining the mood!" the clan member reprimanded, his hand poised to grab the waiter's collar. However, he hesitated, taken aback by the intense and intimidating gaze that met his.

Vincent's appetite waned, and he abstained from touching his food. A somber expression etched across his face, he shifted his focus to consuming more wine.

Speed, Jack, and Alexander observed the shifts in Vincent's demeanor. The atmosphere within the room grew increasingly awkward and tense.

"My King… is there something wrong?" Speed tried to ask Vincent.

However, Vincent responded with nothing but a cold, piercing stare, disregarding her inquiry. Speed found herself compelled to remain silent, shutting her mouth in response. She redirected her attention toward Jack, attempting to initiate a conversation. However, it became apparent that the three men in the room had no intention of engaging in dialogue with her.

'Sigh! This place is very suffocating. Can I just go out for a moment?' Speed lamented inwardly.

"Feeling disappointed?" Alexander finally broke his silence, engaging in a conversation with Vincent.

Vincent cast a perplexed glance at him. "Disappointed about what?"

"I can't inherit the leadership of the Sawada Clan. Tatsumi will assume the role after marrying Godfather's daughter, Jane," Alexander explained, gauging Vincent's reaction.

A deeper shadow crossed Vincent's face upon hearing this. "She won't marry him," he asserted with conviction.

Alexander raised an eyebrow in response to Vincent's statement. "Why? Is it because of Nathan?"

Vincent smirked and replied, "Not him. Because of me."

Alexander got confused by Vincent's remarks. 'What is he up to?'