Chapter 8 Chapter 8 "That's Daemon Cross-head of the most powerful family in the capital. The current patriarch of the Cross family!" "Why is Mr. Cross here? From the sound of it... is he here to wreck the wedding?" The guests began whispering among themselves. Reed's expression darkened the moment he saw Daemon. "Daemon, what are you doing here?" "Picking up my future wife and taking her home." Daemon walked over to me, his face warm with a gentle smile. I hadn't seen him since I married Reed. But now, standing before me, he looked exactly as he had all those years ago. "Your future wife?" Reed's brow furrowed. His gaze snapped to me. I didn't deny what Daemon said. I just smiled faintly. "Mr. Cross, you're earlier than I expected." "I applied for a priority flight corridor." Daemon's tone was light, with a hint of teasing. "After all, I already missed my chance once." "So, this time, I figured I'd better hurry up and bring Mrs. Cross home, don't you think?" Reed's face grew darker with every word. 'Daemon, Tate is my wife. Do you even know what you're saying?!" 'Mr. Harrow, isn't this your wife?" Daemon gestured toward Calla, his smile mocking. "Oh, by the way-you don't know this yet, do you? She has another identity. She's a member of the Vega Syndicate. That ambush all those years ago? Guess who leaked your location." "WHAT?!" Reed's pupils contracted sharply. Calla's face went pale. Then she immediately started sobbing. "Reed, it's not like that. I don't know anything about the Vega Syndicate. Back then, I just happened to pass by and saw you were hurt..." Before she could finish, Daemon tossed a stack of documents onto the table. "Membership records from the Vega Syndicate. And the Investigation report from that year. Take a good look, Mr. Harrow." I glanced at Daemon, my brow furrowing slightly. Before I could ask, Daemon leaned close to my ear, his smile bold and unrestrained. "Tate, you were born noble. Don't dirty your hands with trash like this. Just sit back and watch them tear each other apart." Reed grabbed the documents and tore them open. Inside was a detailed roster of Vega Syndicate members-and Calla's name was right there. She had been a plant from the very beginning. The ambush? Just a staged performance to earn Reed's trust. "Calla... you did all of this?" Reed stared at her in disbelief-this woman he'd seen as his savior, the one he'd sacrificed his own sons to protect. "Reed, let me explain. It's not what you think..." "Get away from me!" Reed shoved her aside. His eyes burned with nothing but fury. All these years, he'd talked about repaying a debt. It was all a joke. Calla fell to the floor. She crawled back and clutched at his pant leg. "Reed, I admit I was part of the Syndicate. But that was years ago. The person I love now is you. What we've had all these years-it wasn't fake. Please trust me..." Reed looked down at her pitiful face. His trembling body slowly began to calm. 'Reed... I really do want to marry you. I... I'm pregnant. With your child." Reed's pupils dilated. I watched the two of them and felt nothing but disgust. 'Enjoying the show?" Daemon stood beside me. Noticing how cold my hands were, he removed his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. I let out a mocking laugh as I watched the two of them on the verge of reconciliation. "Disgusting." "Pretty disgusting, yeah. Let's make it more interesting." Daemon clapped his hands. His guards all drew their guns and aimed them at Reed and Calla. Chapter 8 "Daemon, what do you think you're doing?!" Daemon tossed a blade onto the floor. His eyes lowered, his smile sharp and playful. "I'm here today to help my wife get her revenge. Between the two of you-only one gets to live."