Robby felt as if he had just swallowed the very poison he’d prepared for Ethan.
What was meant to be a moment of triumph had turned into his personal nightmare. The smirk that had danced on his face earlier was now a bitter memory.
“Well? What’re you waiting for? Aren’t you supposed to be a real man? If you are, you should know a man always keeps his promises!” Ethan’s taunt was sharp, his grin as infuriating as it was confident.
Robby’s gaze swept over the room, his heart sinking further with each chuckle that rippled through the crowd. He could feel the weight of their amusement pressing down on him, their smirks cutting deeper than any blade.
Damn you, Ethan! I’ll make you regret this humiliation. I’ll make you pay! His jaw clenched, his thoughts a storm of anger and wounded pride.
