My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 978

Elizabeth, however, was scared out of her wits. She huddled in a corner, refusing to move. It wasn’t just the servers; cats with black and white bow ties were weaving around people’s ankles. It was too much for her. She practically bolted from the ballroom.

Emily let her go and told her employees to enjoy themselves instead of sticking by her side. Soon, she was alone. She found a sofa in a quiet corner and sat down. The coffee table beside her was laden with small cakes and pastries. Having just finished her meeting, Emily was hungry, so she picked up a small plate and began to eat.

A shadow fell over her, and the cushion beside her dipped as someone sat down, maintaining a polite distance.

Emily didn’t need to look up; she recognized the distinct scent of Andrew Lane’s cologne.

After a moment, a glass of orange juice appeared in her line of sight. “Don’t just eat. Have something to drink, you might choke.”

She swallowed the bite in her mouth, pushed his hand away, and picked up a glass of wine from the table instead, taking a small sip. It was a light, crisp vintage, fitting for a casual party.

Andrew’s voice drifted over. “All alone? Waiting for me?”

He had become incredibly brazen these last couple of days, bordering on shameless.

“Plenty of people are here alone, Mr. Lane,” Emily said coolly. “Does that mean they’re all waiting for you?”

“I don’t care about other people,” he replied flatly.

“And I have nothing to do with you.”

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