Chapter 171

Olivia

I pulled into O’Malley’s parking lot, scanning for a spot amid the usual Friday night crowd. The neon sign buzzed overhead, casting a red glow across the cars.

My phone buzzed with a text from Emilia: “Got us seats at the bar. Hurry before someone steals them!”

I smiled, already feeling lighter at the prospect of drinks with my best friend. After the drama with Penelope and that horrible gossip article, I needed this night out.

I found a spot near the back and pulled in, grabbing my purse from the passenger seat.

The cool evening air hit my face as I stepped out. I locked the Porsche with a beep, still not quite used to driving such a luxury vehicle, and headed toward the entrance.

“Liv?”

I froze at the familiar voice behind me. Ryan. Perfect timing, as always.

Turning, I found him standing a few feet away, hands shoved in his pockets. He looked exactly like he had the last time I’d seen him, slightly disheveled in that calculated way he thought made him look artistic.

“What do you want, Ryan?” I asked, not bothering to hide my impatience.

He moved closer, that half–smile playing on his lips. “Just saying hi. Fancy running into you here.”

“Yeah, what a coincidence.” I crossed my arms. “At the bar I’ve been coming to for years.”

said, eyes traveling over my body in a way that made my

to go inside. Emilia’s waiting.”

my path. “Come on, Liv.

that great, remember?”

He nodded toward my Porsche. “Carter must be pretty

voice made

Can’t a guy talk to his

cheated on

was months

Now I’m meeting someone inside.” I tried to step past

path, less casual now. “I don’t get it. What’s he got that I

decency and respect for boundaries? I’m

“Because that’s what everyone’s saying. Gold–digger

up, anger flaring hot in my chest. “What did you

minute you’re dating regular guys like me, the next you’re Mrs. Billionaire Carter.” His face contorted with bitterness. “What, did you have your sights set on him the whole time we were

the sound harsh even to my own ears. “You’re the one who stuck your dick in my friend, but somehow I’m the bad guy for moving

Marrying the richest guy three months later?

we tied the knot. I don’t care what you believe.” I tried to push

his fingers digging in slightly. “What’s the rush? Afraid your rich husband might

arm away. “Don’t touch me.

you?” Ryan asked, his voice rising. “You used to be real. Now you’re just another plastic

another bitter ex who can’t handle that I upgraded.”

darkened. “So you admit

finding someone who respects me.” I stepped back,

you know it.” Ryan moved closer, invading my space again.

funny way of showing it.

red.

caught you making,” I interrupted. “Who knows how many others there

me. “We were together for years, Liv. Does that mean nothing

bar entrance, wishing Emilia would come looking for me. “Now please move.

that’s it? You’re just

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