Chapter 102

"Ronald?" I stared out in disbelief—yup, it was him. He was walking in, looking like he just walked out of a fashion ad: black shirt, long gray coat, fancy watch on his wrist. The guy was basically a walking heartthrob. Cold, classy, untouchable. And all I could think was—what the hell? He was supposed to be out of the country with his little side fling, not here. Why is he off-script again? The room downstairs instantly buzzed like someone just let loose a celebrity. People swarmed over to him, handing out business cards like candy, trying every trick in the book to get close. Honestly, it looked like a fan convention—just instead of posters, they were throwing out networking attempts. Dad and Olivia were grinning like fools, practically pushing people out of the way to personally escort Ronald into the hall. Right behind them, Sophia handed him a drink with stars in her eyes, practically glowing. Ronald didn’t even look at her. Didn’t even lift a hand. He just scanned the crowd, eyes