Hazel's POV
"Let's... let's go," she said to Eva through clenched teeth, her palms visibly damp.
Eva, afraid she might bolt, gestured her along at once. "Right this way, please."
I watched Madison's composure crumble, let out a quiet, cold laugh, and turned to leave the boutique.
I knew Bryce too well. Whatever power he held in Ellington Group now, he'd clawed it out of brutal internal battles because nothing had ever been handed to him. Because of that, he always lived carefully. He wasn't the type to throw money around like some spoiled heir.
And Madison had just burned through one and a half million dollars in a single afternoon. Even if Bryce chose to overlook it, the Ellington elders, who were sharp-eyed and unforgiving, certainly wouldn't.
Bryce’s POV
I'd just wrapped up a me
