Chapter 368
Third Person POV
Daisy Baldwin stood outside the Cash manor, her red corvette running as she waited for Ethan. Her blond curls glistened under the moonlight; her features illuminated. Her pink overcoat hugging her figure perfectly. Working with Ethan was never a thing she had planned, but he sought her out one evening knowing that she wanted Gavin for herself, just as he wanted Judy.
They became partners in trying to break them up.
The moment she saw Ethan emerging from the manor with his luggage in hand, she pressed her lips in a thin line and folded her arms across her chest.
“There better be a good explanation why I’m picking you up so late at night and why you have luggage. If you think for a second you are staying with me—” she started to say, but he held up his hand to silence her.
He walked over to the trunk of her car and threw his luggage inside before making his way to the driver’s seat. Her mouth fell open as she scrambled to chase after him.
“What the hell do you think you are doing!” She screeched. “That’s my car!”
“Get in,” he said, not leaving her any room for argument.
She stared at him dumbfounded, he put the car in drive, his eyes blazing as he stared at her.
“I said get in!” He growled again.
She quickly ran around the car and got into the passenger seat. Before she could even close the door, he was peeling away.
“What the hell is going on Ethan?” She asked, her heart racing as she held onto the seat. Ethan drove through the street, weaving through traffic, and it made her shake with nerves.
“We are leaving,” he tells her with finality. “There’s somewhere we need to be.”
“Want to enlighten me?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest once the road clears and there’s no more traffic.”
He smirks.
“Trust me,” he murmured. “You’re going to like this.”
Judy’s POV
Gavn wouldn’t let us go to the club without some of his gamma warriors trailing us, which I shouldn’t have been surprised about, especially considering his daughter was with us. The music was loud, and everyone was having the time of their lives. I wasn’t very much into dance clubs, and I could tell Sammy was the same way because she found a secluded spot in the corner and continued to sip on the same drink for over an hour.
I wished I could join her because I was tired, but Nan and Irene refused to let me sit.
“This is exactly what we needed,” Nan breathed as she took a long and steady sip of her drink.
I nodded in agreement and lifted my glass in the air for them to clink.
“To forgetting about guys,” I said with a grin, knowing that each of us needed to forget about a guy.
They cheered and clinked glasses.
“I’m just going to run to the bathroom,” Irene said, her words slurring slightly from the amount of alcohol she’s consumed.
I nodded as Nan dragged me back to the dance floor. The music picked up and we danced like nobody was watching, laughing and swaying with our drinks raised. I hadn’t even thought about where Chester had gone off to. The last I saw of him he was seated at the bar. I worried that he ended up finding a woman and is having sex with her somewhere. If that’s the case, it would destroy Nan because he is her fated mate and he was supposed to be trying to win her trust.
I didn’t voice my worry though, not wanting her to panic or doubt herself. She was supposed to be forgetting him for the night, despite the fact that he was here.
“We should check on Sammy,” I said loud enough for her to hear me.
Nan nodded, finally tiring herself out from all the dancing.
As we weaved through the crowd, Sammy’s small table in the corner came into view and I was honestly shocked to see Chester seated with her. They weren’t really talking, they both looked kind of bored and sipping on their drinks, a comfortable silence falling between them.
“Hey,” I said as I took a seat beside Chester, Nan took the empty seat beside Sammy, avoiding Chester’s wandering gaze.
“Have you been here the whole time?” I asked him, taking a sip of my drink.
“A few minutes ago,” he admitted. “I went from the bar to here. I needed to get away. Some of these women won’t take no for an answer.”
I could see Nan tensing from the corner of my eyes; she was trying hard not to look at him, but ii knew she wanted to know as much information as she could.