93| You made it.

The look radiating from Axel’s eyes was almost as dark as the black suit he had on.

Damn it! He hated her for taking another man to the ball. A man who might probably take her away from him—which he would try with everything in him to prevent from happening. He knew he didn’t have the right to be jealous because he was also there with another woman. But he couldn’t help it. He hated to see her with other men.

"Mr. Griffin, do you still plan on getting married to her after she slapped you?" The voice of a reporter jerked him back to reality, and he averted his gaze from Reese.

"Stop making speculations." Axel said and went ahead to clear the air. "I am not getting married. The picture of me standing next to a woman in a wedding dress is just a coincidence. I’m not getting married to her. I only went to that boutique to support someone important to me."

"But why did she slap you?" A reporter asked.

"I can’t disclose." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "But I can assure you that it’s