When the Flame of Love Fades (Sierra) novel Chapter 264

Chapter 264 The Birthday Banquet Turns

Their eyes locked, and in each other’s gaze, they saw the same thing–murderous intent.

Shane was the first to look away, feeling his adrenaline spike.

Well, that’s not on me anymore. This isn’t something I can walk away from, even if I wanted to.

He hadn’t expected Johnathan to be such a lovesick fool.

Sierra’s stubborn eyes flashed through his mind, leaving him momentarily dazed.

While he was zoning out, Johnathan had already stepped onto the stage with Mr. Wynn.

“Thank you all for coming. Today is my eldest grandson Sam’s birthday,” Mr. Wynn announced.

Then he nodded at Jose, signaling him to come up.

Once Jose was on stage, Mr. Wynn took both of their hands and placed them together.

“From now on, the Wynn family will rely on you both. Jose, listen to your brother.”

It was an official declaration–Johnathan’s identity had been confirmed.

Gasps rippled through the room, but no one was truly surprised. With this kind of event, everyone had already guessed what it was leading up to.

Then they heard Johnathan let out a low laugh.

“Grandpa, I really don’t like this,” he said, casually.

“Oh no,” Mateo muttered under his breath. He could already tell Johnathan was about to lose it.

Mr. Wynn’s face stiffened. He hadn’t expected his grandson to make a scene now.

“Johnathan,” he said, lowering his voice.

Johnathan pulled his hand back and let out a sigh.

He hadn’t planned to cause trouble. He was ready to play along, go through the motions, and get it over with. But his grandfather had crossed a line.

Revealing his identity? Fine. Letting him inherit the Wynn family? Sure. But forcing reconciliation? That was never going to happen.

He shoved one hand into his pocket and scoffed.

“Brotherly love and filial duty really don’t suit me.”

“Sam!” Mr. Wynn’s tone grew warning.

‘I’d rather you call me Johnathan.”

He gave a faint smile, turned, and stepped off the stage.

Jose lowered his head, unreadable. Knew it. I knew he wouldn’t play nice.

“You ungrateful brat, what are you doing?!” Chase snapped, face dark with anger. He hadn’t expected his son to humiliate the family like this–especially in front of so many guests.

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