Luke hated wasting time more than anything, yet for Ella, he had already spent an amount of time that made his chest ache with regret.
Time that could have been used to close several major business deals or clear countless files now felt squandered.
Ella cast a glance at him, her lips curling into a cold smile. "I never asked you to wait here. Relax, I'm not about to drop dead. Besides… under the mighty protection of your Anderson family, what could possibly happen to me?"
Her words made Luke frown. "You may not agree with Father's decision, but let me be clear—I don't like you either, and I'll never marry you."
Ella watched as the waiter finished pushing the lunch cart into her room. Once he exited, she slammed the door shut with a resounding *bang*, cutting Luke and his stormy expression off completely.
