Back at the Abrams mansion, Nicole’s breath caught in her throat as her eyes landed on Ethan Caldwell.
The last time she had seen him, he was a humble yet ambitious taxi driver with an easy smile and an entrepreneurial spirit. The same stranger who helped pay her hospital bills, saving her from the disgrace.
He stood confident and sophisticated in his tailored suit, polished - a far cry from the man she remembered.
Ethan flashed a warm smile as he stepped forward, extending a hand. "Congratulations, Nicole, the President of Griffins Industries, Mr. Abrams, made the right choice," he said, sincerity infused into his tone with a thread of pride.
Nicole forced a weak smile, her mind racing. "Thank you, but…Ethan, how is this even possible? You're the CEO of Griffins Industries now? How
