He wanted me to carry the train for the woman who stole my gown?
Wearing this?
It was pure humiliation.
I stared at the garment bag on the ground. My whole body was trembling from the cold, but my spine stayed straight.
"Go back and tell Dominic."
"He can drop dead."
Spencer's expression shifted. He jabbed a finger at my face and started cursing.
"Gabriella, don't bite the hand that feeds you!"
"You think you're still the future Mrs. Kessler?"
"You're nothing now! Without Mr. Kessler, you can't even afford your next meal!"
He snapped his fingers, and the rear door of the Maybach swung open.
Two bodyguards jumped out and seized my arms from both sides, wrenching them behind my back.
"Let go of me! What are you doing!"
I fought with everything I had, but my body was so numb from the freezing rain that I couldn't summon any strength.
Spencer picked up the mud-soaked bridesmaid dress from the ground and shoved it into my arms.
"Mr. Kessler's orders. You had your chance to do this the easy way. Now we do it the hard way."
I was forced into the car. The door slammed shut behind me.
The Maybach tore through the storm, heading straight for tonight's film festival red carpet.