BRYER’s POV.
I stand there gritting in anger as Malachi leads her to his Maybach and in no time, the two of them zoom off the premises.
I am about to lose my f*****g mind and there he goes with another lady in his car. It should have been me sitting with him in that car and not that lady who was dumped by Zach. It should be me if only that witch did her job well.
I clench my teeth in anger trying to calm myself until a hand snake around my waist and Zach’s face comes into view.
“Sorry for keeping you,” he says, beaming smiles.
“It’s fine. Are you done?”
“Yes, we should… the words hang in his mouth when some reporters rush over to us and I can’t help but roll my eyes. Do they never get tired of bombarding people with their stupid questions?
“Mr Zach, is it true that you and your wife
