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.”

he said, eyes traveling over my body in a way

to go inside. Emilia’s waiting.” I turned toward the

“Come on,

great, remember?”

you upgraded your ride.” He nodded toward my Porsche. “Carter

insinuation in his voice made my blood boil.

guy talk to his ex without it being a

when that guy cheated on me

months ago. I’ve

inside.” I tried to step past

my path, less casual now. “I don’t get it. What’s

I’m not having this conversation in a

that’s what everyone’s saying. Gold–digger Olivia, sleeping her way to

hot in my

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

own ears. “You’re the one who stuck your dick in my friend, but somehow

words but recovered quickly. “Moving on is one thing. Marrying the richest guy three months later? Come

deeply in love and we tied the knot. I don’t care what you believe.” I tried to push past

“What’s the rush? Afraid your rich husband might see you talking to

my arm away.

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

bitter ex who can’t handle that I upgraded.” The words flew

admit it? Is it about

finding someone who respects me.” I stepped back,

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

had a funny way of showing it. With

red.

I interrupted. “Who knows

were

you ruined it.” I glanced toward the bar entrance, wishing Emilia would come looking for me.

just going

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