My Brothers Could Have Destroyed His Family — Instead We Chose the Law

“Party’s over, everyone,” he announced.

“No,” I said.

I walked, steadily, to the head table where my phone lay beside my purse, and every eye in that ballroom followed me.

I picked it up, and I dialed my eldest brother, Dominic, and he answered on the first ring.

“Iris?”

I looked at Preston.

At Serena.

At Colette.