"Go ahead, then."
Ethan glanced at her, displeased with her eagerness to distance herself from their relationship.
He used to only care about Amelia's thoughts. But recently, for reasons unknown, he started to care about Eleanor.
With Ethan's permission, Eleanor hurried off with her speech in hand.
Watching her walk away, Ethan irritably tugged at his tie, feeling a nameless anger he couldn't vent.
Eleanor quickly headed towards the restroom.
Olivia stood in the shadows, watching Eleanor's slender back with a glint of malice in her eyes.
Every move Eleanor made with Ethan at the venue had been observed by her.
Ethan, tall and slender, wore a custom-made dark gray Italian suit, exuding an aura of dominance.
And Eleanor stood beside him without being overshadowed.
Today, she was we
