"Did you bring food for me?" Ivy asked as Esmeralda get into the car. She didn't know what her sister did to take so much time with that handsome Billionaire. Oh, if that man took advantage of the deal, she would not leave him. She knew how to publish his dirty laundry on the internet to get to him. She could be a bad bitch if she wanted but being a bad bitch was a troublesome thing and she didn't like labor.
Esmeralda glared at the girl. "Did you tell me what you were planning? You should have at least given me a clue about Ethan Westburry."
Seriously, if her satanic sister had informed her that Ethan Westburry would be there, she would have prepared herself to meet him. She was not crazy enough to think that she could avoid a man as charismatic and persuasive as him.
Ivy stared at her, blankly.
"Stop playing cute, " Esmeralda said. "It wouldn't work on me."
