Marshall stood there, completely dumbfounded. His woman? Serena?
But how the hell would he know where Serena was? He hadn't done a damn thing—this was complete bullshit!
"Mr. Brooks, I haven't laid eyes on Serena since you took her away. Where would I get the balls to do that?"
Marshall's reaction set off alarm bells for Ethan.
So it wasn't him? Then who the f**k would dare take Serena?
And judging by his expression, Marshall seemed genuinely clueless.
"You'd better pray you're telling the truth, or I'll tear the entire Miller family apart."
With that bone-chilling threat, Ethan stormed out, leaving Marshall soaked through with cold sweat. The man was pure nightmare fuel.
Ethan burned rubber through the city streets, the wind slashing at his face as if matching the storm inside him
