“How long are you going to keep staring at them?”
The voice made Anna turn her head. She didn’t answer. Instead, she walked away from Liam. But she barely made it a few steps before her body suddenly lifted off the ground.
Liam had picked her up.
“What are you doing?” Anna gasped, gripping his shoulders.
Liam still didn’t respond.
“Send her purchases to the house. And include the bill for the torn dress,” Liam said coldly to the boutique manager. The woman bowed so deeply she didn’t dare look him in the eye.
“Put me down, Liam,” Anna demanded, forcing her voice to stay steady. But Liam ignored her. His stride remained firm and unbothered, drawing the attention of everyone around them. Burning with embarrassment, Anna hid her face against Liam’s neck, praying no one would recognize he
