"No way." Quinn's face darkened, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. "May Mr. Bennett and Miss Carter never doubt each other's love, growing old together side by side. Cyrus, show him out."
Ethan's face turned the color of storm clouds, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white.
A flicker of triumph crossed Cyrus's face as he arched an eyebrow. With exaggerated politeness, he gestured toward the door. "Mr. Bennett, my fiancée clearly is not interested in leaving with you. After you, please."
Ethan stared at Quinn in shock, his throat working as he fought to control his rage. "Quinn," he seethed, "there is a line between standing your ground and being reckless. Push too far and you will regret it. Last chance. Come back to Sutherton with me. I will handle everything."
"Reck
