~Life is made of small moments like this~
CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX
“May I send a car to pick you up?” Ethan asked Scarlett as he walked out of the restaurant after meeting with the contractor of the resort, adjusting his sunglasses as he talked to Scarlett on his phone.
“Uhm, no, it’s okay. My dad says he will drive me there.” He heard Scarlett hum, imagining her sprawled out on the red sofa in her parents’ living room.
He stepped inside the black Audi as his driver brought the car around and opened the door for him. “Alright. But make sure you reach there at least by three forty.”
He could envision Scarlett rolling her eyes as she muttered a sulky “Yeah, yeah” and asked if she should email his the final copy of the contract she received from the opposing party.
“That would be great, than
