re?
I scan the room quickly: all the Greys, Ethan with Mia,
Dr. Flynn and his wife, I assume. There’s Mac from the
boat, a tall, handsome African American—I remember
seeing him in Christian’s office the first time I met Christian
—Mia’s bitchy friend Lily, two women I don’t recognize
at all, and . . . Oh no. My heart sinks. That woman . . .
Mrs. Robinson.
Gretchen materializes with a tray of champagne. She’s
in a low-cut black dress, no pigtails but an updo, flushing
and fluttering her eyelashes at Christian. The applause dies
down, and Christian squeezes my hand as all eyes turn to
him expectantly.
him expectantly.
“Thank you, everyone. Looks like I’ll need one of
these.” He grabs two drinks off Gretchen’s tray and gives
her a brief smile. I think Gretchen’s going to expire or
swoon. He hands a glass to me.
Christian raises his glass to the rest of the room, and
immediately everyone surges forward. Leading the charge
is the evil woman in black. Does she ever wear any other
color?
“Christian, I was so worried.” Elena gives him a brief
hug and kisses both his cheeks. He doesn’t let me go
despite the fact I try to free my hand.
“I’m good, Elena,” Christian mutters coolly.
“Why didn’t you call me?” Her plea is desperate, her
eyes searching his.
“I’ve been busy.”
“Didn’t you get my messages?”
Christian shifts uncomfortably and pulls me closer,
putting his arm around me. His face remains impassive as
he regards Elena. She can no longer ignore me, so she
nods politely in my direction.
“Ana,” she purrs. “You look lovely, dear.”
“Elena,” I purr back. “Thank you.”
I catch Grace’s eye. She frowns, watching the three of
us.
“Elena, I need to make an announcement,” Christian
says, eyeing her dispassionately.
Her clear blue eyes cloud. “Of course.” She fakes a
smile and steps back.
“Everyone,” Christian calls. He waits for a moment
until the buzz in the room dies down and all eyes are once
more on him.
“Thank you for coming today. I ha一ve to say I was
expecting a quiet family di
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