~~ETHEL~~
Victoria sauntered through the restaurant like she owned it, her arm hooked around the elbow of her father, Christopher Monet.
She was stunning in a red dress that probably cost more than my mortgage, her blonde hair swept up, diamonds glinting at her throat.
And she was heading straight for our table.
Keanu's expression shifted. "Victoria."
"Father and I came here to have dinner. What a coincidence running into you."
Something about the way she said it made me question the coincidence.
Without any invitation, she slipped onto the seat right beside Keanu. "You don't mind, do you?"
My mouth almost dropped. Talk about a lack of manners. Though I couldn't say I was surprised.
Even her father looked vaguely uncomfortable. "Victoria, perhaps Mr. Martell is having a private di
