Ethan snorted coldly, and his tone was filled with confusion as he said, "Lila, have I been out of touch after not working for a few days? Since when could homewreckers speak like this out in the open?"
In the past, he had compromised on this to make a living. Despite knowing many things were wrong, he still went along with them.
Fortunately, he didn't spiral down that path forever. Fate seemed to favor him, giving him a chance to make amends to those he wronged.
Seeing Zara now, Ethan had no intentions of swallowing his frustration any longer. His harsh words pierced her right where it hurt.
She almost jumped up to slap him. "How dare you talk to me like that!"
She pointed at him, her nails practically itching to poke a hole in his face. Ethan, who was once obedient to her, now looked at her with immense disdain.
Zara always wore an innocent façade. With Ethan towering over her, she resembled a bratty child scolding her parents—irritating yet unthreatening.
On the other hand, Lila couldn't even bother to spare her a glance.
Zara grew more furious and started lashing out at her employees and the garden staff member. "I picked this place first. Make them leave now!"
The garden staff member looked troubled. "Ms. Hayes, you can't exclusively reserve this garden. They're already filming, so you'll have to wait till they're done."
"What did you say?" she shrieked, her voice nearly cracking.
Lila finally turned to look at her. Zara's face had changed drastically—she was now skinnier, and her protruding cheekbones made her look mean. This reminded her of Darcy and her mother, Margaret Brown.
Lila frowned and patted Ethan. "Let's go."
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