Chapter 351

Isabella Langley clicked back to the private dining room in her high heels, unable to suppress her grin.

"Vivian, they've all scattered like frightened rabbits. Not a soul left outside."

"That Felix Valdemar—next time I see him, I'll make sure he regrets crossing me."

The two women finished their meal at a leisurely pace before stepping out of the restaurant together.

A sleek black Maybach waited under the night sky.

A tall, broad-shouldered man leaned against the car, arms crossed. His icy demeanor made passing women avert their eyes.

Isabella squinted. "Isn't that Ethan Roscente?"

Vivian immediately turned to leave. "You're seeing things."

That striking figure, those unforgettable features—how could anyone mistake him?

"Vivian."

Ethan's deep voice carried through the air as he strode toward them.

"I've been waiting half an hour."

She halted. "Why?"

Her pulse quickened. Last night's memory flashed through her mind—Ethan bursting into her home, confessing his feelings while holding her close.

She'd left at dawn to avoid him, only to run into him again tonight.

Was he even sober now?

"Felix mentioned seeing you here, so I came."

Isabella took a tactful step back. "Should I go ahead?"

Ethan didn't hesitate. "I'll take her home."

Isabella studied them both skeptically.

"Not a drop of alcohol," he added. "I'll get her home safely."

After a thoughtful pause, she nodded. "Fine. But if Vivian suffers even a scratch, you and Felix will be tomorrow's trending topic."

Vivian sighed.

Why drag Felix into this?

As Isabella walked away, Vivian turned to leave.

"We have nothing to discuss."

In one swift motion, Ethan pulled her into his arms.

The crisp scent of cedar enveloped her. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears.

"Stay. I need to talk to you."

"About what?" She forgot to struggle.

"Did you meet Sophia Sherwood?"

"What, your first love?"

"Nothing connects us." His arms tightened. "I heard there was tension between you. If she tries anything, don't hold back."

Vivian's ears burned. Why did that sound like he was taking her side?

"Who could possibly touch me? They'd need another decade of practice!"

Bullied? Sophia should be the one losing sleep tonight.

Ethan gazed at her spirited expression, warmth flickering in his eyes.

When Vivian met his amused stare, her heart lurched.

She hastily broke free, turning away. "Finished? I'm leaving."

Ethan followed instantly. "I'll drive you."