Absolutely not.
She had to make Ethan Blackwood drop the lawsuit, no matter what.
"Ugh—"
Another wave of burning alcohol surged up Lily's throat, and she bent over, retching violently. Tears stung her eyes as she struggled against the pain and misery that threatened to consume her.
"Miss, this is the men's restroom."
A gentle, pleasant male voice suddenly spoke from behind her, a kind reminder of her mistake.
Lily's body trembled, her head still bowed as she peered at the large mirror before her through the tangled curtain of her long hair.
A young man stood behind her, his tall, slender frame highlighted by a crisp white shirt and a silver-gray tie. His face was handsome and refined, and his bright eyes filled with a hint of concern as he watched her.
How could it be him...?
What was he doing here?
