Jolie’s POV
My heart raced as I knelt beside Charles, his small hand clutched in mine, his face still flushed with anger. I could see the way Cara looks so angry... she slowly rose to her feet, brushing herself off. The crowd around us was murmuring. I had to fix this. I had to make it right...for Charles’ sake.
"I’m sorry," I said, my voice trembling slightly as I stood up and bowed my head. "Charles didn’t mean to cause any trouble. He’s just… he was too anxious, and I know he acted rashly. Please forgive him."
I felt Charles tug at my hand, still too upset to understand why I was apologizing. I squeezed his hand gently, signaling for him to stay quiet. The last thing we needed was for him to say something else that would escalate the situation.