Ethan’s POV/Edward's Pov
The entire club froze.
Not a breath. Not a whisper.
Every single person stood rooted in place, their stunned expressions painted across the dimly lit room.
No one had anticipated this.
Not one of them could have predicted that she—this beautiful, picturesque woman who radiated class and power—had come here for me.
In their eyes, Clara and I looked… intimate. The air between us was charged, thick enough to choke on. I could practically feel the questions boiling in their minds: Who was he really? What kind of connection did he have to this woman from the Cole Group?
I caught a fleeting glimpse of Donovan’s face—his surprise was brief but telling. His brows tightened, and his expression turned solemn, respectful even.
It was the kind of look reserved for peo
