“David, watch your mouth,” Lillian Winters said sharply, her brows knitting.
David Butler smirked, his face full of arrogance. “Just speaking the truth, Lillian. But if the truth’s too much for you, I could pretend to flatter you instead.”
“You—”
Lillian was about to snap back when Ethan Blake gently tugged her sleeve, signaling her to calm down.
David’s parents were also moving from table to table with their wineglasses, and when their eyes landed on Ethan, there was nothing but disdain. Their son was successful, their daughter-in-law was climbing the corporate ladder—of course they looked down on a man living off his wife.
The other guests at the same table, overhearing the exchange, began to look at Ethan with curiosity and contempt.
Ethan, however, kept eating quietly. The priori
