Chapter 76

Nicole When I turned around, there she was—Yelena. She wore a blue silk dress that hugged every curve of her body perfectly. Everything about her screamed power and charisma—the walking definition of a corporate queen. The casual way she said "Damien" made my skin crawl. Before my husband could respond, I jumped in. "Ms. Tyler, what a surprise to see you here," I said, clinging to Damien's arm. My tone was polite but cold. Yelena's eyes flickered to where my hand rested possessively on Damien's arm, clear irritation crossing her face. I could practically read her thoughts: What's mine will be mine again. Just wait. "You shouldn't drink too much," she said, completely ignoring me and focusing on Damien with intimate concern in her voice. "Your stomach can't handle it." Damien's arm tightened almost imperceptibly around mine. His expression didn't change, but his voice held a finality that left no room for her concern. "I'm well taken care of. Thank you." Yelena's smile tightened at the