"You were right." Ethan muttered, grabbing his jacket with clipped movements. "Let's leave this place."
Marcel blinked, startled by the sudden shift. "Wait—what's going on? Did you see Alex? He came by looking for you."
Ethan's eyes blazed. His chest rose and fell rapidly, anger radiating off him in waves. "Let's just go. Somewhere else."
Before Marcel could press further, Ethan tossed some cash onto the table with a sharp slap and turned toward the exit—only to collide with Alex.
They stood inches apart. Ethan's gaze locked onto Alex's with icy rage.
"We need to talk." Alex said, voice low and strained.
Ethan scoffed. "Why? You want to throw another round of insults my way?" His tone was cutting. Then his eyes shifted and landed on the woman approaching behind Alex. "For once, why d
