Chapter 88

I had already handed Steve the divorce papers, and he was happily involved with Isabel. How could he possibly have any interest in me anymore? David's tactic was utterly foolish. I didn't move from my seat, silently protesting. I never expected David to pull me up and switch seats with me suddenly. He flashed Steve an ingratiating smile. "Mr. Griffin, this is our new hire, Zara Yaxley. She's here to accompany you today. She'll help serve you wine." What David said disgusted me. I got up and thought about leaving, but Steve suddenly grabbed my wrist. I looked at him, my brows furrowed. When we were married, he had kept our relationship secret. Now that I had left him, was he planning to make it public? I had overestimated Steve's feelings. He was already openly with Isabel; everyone saw them as a perfect couple. How could he possibly acknowledge me now? He held me by the wrist, his gaze dark and emotionless. He asked, "Ms. Yaxley, do I look like I bite? Is pouring me some wine a d