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I tried to count to ten in my head, anything to hold back the fury boiling in my chest. But it wasn’t working. Not when Ethan was laughing right in my face. If I could’ve strangled him while fixing his damn tie, I would’ve.
“My dear Scarlette…” he said, voice thick with mockery, “you’re so easy to read. I was mad, confused, furious when Liam said he wanted to marry you. But then I watched your reaction—your response. It was too quick, too ready.”
He clicked his tongue and shook his head.
“What the hell are you talking about, Ethan?” I yelled, my voice finally cracking as the tears burned at the corners of my eyes. The unease in my chest was eating me alive.
“I pounded over this, Scarlette,” he snapped, suddenly flipping a stack of papers in my face. “I wen
