I DON’T TRUST ETHAN!
Tyler urged.
And how badly did I want to say yes to him, but I knew I couldn't.
I couldn’t allow Ethan to ruin him like that all because he wanted to help me.
Letting out a deep breath, I whispered. “Thank you, Mr. Rivers,” while my hands stretched out to take my bag from his hands.
I unclasped my hands from his, watching as he dropped them to the sides, watching me pick my bags.
“Tyler,” he corrected and I smiled.
“You might not agree now, Leah.
But I promise you, one day, I’ll take you away from Ethan,” he vowed, a weird expression flashing in his eyes which I ignored.
Saying nothing—not wanting to correct him that Ethan would never let me go.
I walked towards Ethan, and I watched as he let out a sigh that looked so close to relief, but I was not delusional enough to think that.
“You’ll fix what you have ruined, Leah.
A press conference would be arranged, and you’ll
tell the world everything you and your mother did to ruin my family,” he breathed harshly.
“You’ll tell them, that we c

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