Chapter 468

He gave me a meaningful glance before walking away. "Three days from now, I'm hosting a banquet at Rovera Manor. I hope you will grace us with your presence, Ms. Wiley." Ethan's expression darkened like a brewing storm. His clenched fists trembled as though he might lunge at him. "Don't go," he commanded. He gripped my wrist tightly with an overbearing authority. I shook off his hand and replied coldly, "It's my choice. You have no right to interfere." With that, I turned and walked away from the balcony without looking back. Ethan's pleading voice rang out. But I turned a deaf ear. I held back my tears and quickened my pace. So, he cared this much about my every move? What about those dazzling socialites? What did they mean to him, really? Ethan knew all too well that my pride was fragile. He was always close but never close enough. But I was no longer the timid, powerless person I once was. I wiped away my tears and returned to the banquet hall. I tried to hide any trac