“Mr. Blake,” Adrian Yarrow said in a pleading tone, “if the police get here, things could get… complicated.”
Ethan took Lillian’s hand. “Let’s go.”
Outside the restaurant, Lillian pulled her hand free. A faint, ironic smile played on her lips. “Ethan, I really didn’t expect this. You’re quite the strategist, aren’t you? Was all that part of your plan?”
“You could say that,” Ethan admitted. He lifted the Skyrise Platinum Card between two fingers. “I wanted to see how powerful this card really is.”
“Hmph.” Lillian crossed her arms. “Don’t fool yourself. Just because a woman gave you a card doesn’t mean you’ve made it. The world doesn’t work the way you imagine.”
That card—given to him by Teresa Picardo—made her dislike him all over again. To her, Ethan hadn’t truly changed; he was still
