Ellen's POV
I stared at the taxi as Kamille drove off in it. I felt disgust twisting in my gut. I was not expecting to see her opening the door, but I'm glad I did. That would further destabilize her. I could feel Zeke’s eyes on me, burning with anger and frustration.
“Get lost from my sight,” Zeke spat, his voice laced with venom.
I didn't flinch. Instead, I gave him a cold, calculated smile. “I was about to leave anyway.”
Turning on my heel, I walked to my car, my heart beating with a blend of rage and satisfaction. As I settled into the back seat, my driver started the engine and drove away from Zeke’s mansion.
As we approached the gates, I noticed men clad in black attire and masks, crowd at the gate. “What the f**k are they doing there?” I muttered under my breath.
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