Chapter 201

Daniel and I had just left the hotel ballroom when he stopped in the middle of the pavement, holding up his phone. "Mira, look! Rowan's been papped again. This time they actually got a clear shot of the guy's face. It's the CEO of LGH!" My stomach clenched. "What did you just say?" He shoved the screen under my nose. "This photo. Same guy from before. I knew it. No way they're just friends." I looked. Ashton was in the frame, a full-body shot from the front, almost as if he was looking directly at the camera, his face inscrutable, mid-stride. He wasn't even close to Rowan. Nothing about it screamed scandal. Still, I kept staring. "When was this taken?" I asked. "About half an hour ago." I recognized the restaurant right away. The Corner Table. The last time, I'd let it go because Rowan didn't appear to gain anything from it. But now... Ashton had been to a hundred dinners with people more famous than her. Not once had he been photographed like this. And yet with her—twice in one week?