Chapter 190
The other guy was dressed sharp in a suit, all clean lines and good looks. His deep, dark eyes locked on me without blinking—a blank face, but with a chill hidden underneath.
Ronald Wright.
The minute our eyes met, a weird cold crept over me. I couldn't even meet his gaze for long. He always accused me of moving on too fast, and now? It’s like I handed him the perfect ammo. He had to be pissed—really, really pissed. I just hoped he wouldn't do something dramatic in front of everyone.
I quickly looked away, turning to Emma Lewis instead.
She spoke a few words to the foreign guy before walking over. Her pretty face was tight with tension.
Jessica Bryant let out a light laugh as she spoke, "Emma, I didn’t expect you so soon. We were just heading out to buy some groceries. Why don’t you take your boss upstairs first? Isabella and I will catch up with you soon."
“Sure, Auntie. Let me just have a quick word with Isabella, then I’ll take them up,” Emma smiled, then looped her arm through mine

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