[Noah's POV]

Maybe trying to save face, Jake shoved the blonde forward. "Seriously, Caroline, show my uncle the video you took."

The woman smiled sweetly, all fake charm, and pulled out her phone. "Mr. Marlowe, it was her. She's the one who broke your Romanée-Conti."

I watched the video.

The girl soaked in dirty water, trembling under the jeers of those assholes.

My fingers curled into a fist. I wanted to step into that video and blow their worthless heads off.

But then she fought back, smacking the camera with a pizza box, shattering a bottle in her hand like a damn warrior.

That spark in her caught me off...