There were others in the private room; coincidentally, they were Damien and Julian.

Damien was even busier than Ethan, and with the Jensen family still in a delicate state, he rarely made time for social gatherings. The only people who could get him to show up were a few select members of their inner circle.

Yancey ignored everyone else, his gaze fixed directly on Ethan.

Ethan lifted his gaze slightly, though it was unclear if he actually acknowledged him.

The anger surged through Yancey instantly, and he stormed forward.

"Uncle Ethan, I have something to ask you," he said.

Ethan raised an eyebrow, his expression still as impassive as ever.

Yancey turned to Julian and Damien. "Would you mind stepping out for a moment?"

Julian and Damien exchanged a glance. Just as Julian was about to fire off a sarcastic remark, he met Ethan's gaze.

Without a word, Julian grabbed Damien's arm. "Let's go."

Damien didn't say anything either since he'd also been in a foul mood lately.

Once they left, the lighting in the room remained as dim as before.

Yancey had grown up in the shadow of Ethan's influence. Now, with just the two of them, he felt his confidence crumble as if half of his power had evaporated.

No one in the entire Henderson family dared to challenge Ethan.

Sometimes, Yancey even wondered if he was some kind of monster. How else could he be so perfect in every way?

His fingers curled into a fist at his side. The sharp pain brought him back to reality, offering him just a flicker of courage.

"Don't you have anything to say to me, Uncle Ethan?"

Ethan's fingers still held the stem of his wine glass, and he glanced into the deep crimson liquid. "Like what?"

unable to match his composure,

did you two get involved? Was it before or after she lost her memory? If it

for now.

wine, his demeanor still as casual as ever. "Oh? She lost

expression darkened

across from him was not the same untouchable, cold

about Ethan had changed. He seemed utterly unbothered,

that his scalp tingled,

Did you do

of

few hours ago about how men and women get married and go their

and for a moment, he couldn't

he have to

bit of color drained

admitting that you kissed

I'm admitting to

utterly defeated in this back-and-forth

couldn't take it any longer and slammed a bottle of alcohol to the

room, mingling with the dim lighting. The scene felt

want to know when you two got involved. She hated you back then,

all an act. She wasn't pretending to love me and secretly sleeping with you behind my back. Back then, she was my fiancée, and we were

her back then,

to be

on the last words, his emotions

spilled alcohol

words had left Ethan stunned, that perhaps he would finally stay

person who isn't loved is always the third party, Yancey. You're still too

him, his

who wasn't

perspective of the

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