Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 119

Meanwhile, Laurel circled the cat, running her fingers over its surface. I love this cart I saw it online recently and thought it looked amazing! She turned toward me expectantly. “Blake darling, whose car is this?*

All eyes turned to me,

Audrey’s POV

My shoulder throbbed where Laurel had slammed into me. If not for Ethan, I’d probably be sitting on the sidewalk right now exactly the humiliation I wanted to avoid in front of Blake.

“Thanks,” I said to Ethan.

“Anytime, Miss Sinclair.” Ethan leaned in, voice dropping to barely a whisper: “Hey, I might pick up

some dirt tonight.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“These rich folks get loose–lipped after a few drinks. Might hear who’s behind those online rumors

about you.”

I couldn’t help a small smile. “If you’re bartending for cash, I’m all for it.”

“But digging for evidence? Don’t bother.”

suddenly realized Ethan still had his

I broke

Alexander Rhodes. Despite having met him at a few events; we barely knew each other. I stood awkwardly, unsure how to approach him about returning a car

Laurel

remained unreadable. ‘I

the car

Blake bought it… is

for Laurel,” Thalia said. “My brother hates racing and red cars. Why would he bi something

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seemed distant. Thalia continued,

basically impossible to find. She glanced at

he buys Laurel this gorgeous car…

neutral. I didn’t care what Blake bought for Laurel, I just felt uncomfortable.

with fake modesty. “Blake hasn’t actually said he’s

Thalia pressed. “Tell us. Are you giving this

looked from the car to me standing with Ethan, then back to Laurel who practically bounced beside the car. He rubbed his temples before

likes

forgetting her supposed illness as she launched herself at

edition that money can’t even