Just as Blaire’s finger inched closer to her phone screen, a low but firm voice sliced through the tension, halting her actions. “That’s enough, Blaire.”
The room turned towards the source, finding Ethan Price standing by the entrance, his expression a mix of authority and disappointment. He was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. His sudden appearance diverted everyone’s scrutiny from me to him, rendering the packed luxury restaurant silent, save for the muffled jazz music emanating softly from overhead.
“Ethan?” Blaire’s eyes widened in surprise, her facade faltering only for a moment before she regained her composure. “I didn’t know you were here,” she said, her voice attempting to mask her surprise with charm.
