Chapter 5

Sophia stood frozen in place, her face turning ghostly pale as if struck by lightning. Everyone in the room gasped, and the banquet hall instantly erupted into chaos.

"They always said the Ricci family had a well-protected princess who never appeared in public. So it was Isabella all along?"

"But Isabella doesn't have the Rich surname!"

A moment later, another Lamborghini pulled up outside. The man who walked in had deep-set, chiseled features and exuded an aura of danger.

"It's Marco! The 'Grim Reaper' of the business world, the true leader of the Ferrero family!"

Hearing the familiar name, my heart skipped a beat.

Following everyone's gaze, I saw Marco still wearing his signature cold and sinister expression.

When our eyes met, I instinctively hid behind my brother.

He stood with his hands in his pockets and said in a harsh tone, "Come here."

My brother chuckled, "Marco, stop scaring my sister. Can't you see she's like a mouse cornered by a cat when she sees you?"