Chapter 21

• AMY'S POV
• I shut the car door behind me with a scrunched face as I settled into the passenger seat. Liam's luxurious car interior did nothing to soothe my irritation. I hate to admit it, but he was looking effortlessly dashing in his tuxedo, covering even his ugly personality.
• I folded my arms over my chest in annoyance. "Why are you even here?" my tone was sharp and rude, but I didn't care anyway. "You've never attended Edouard Laurent's parties, so why in the world would you attend this one?"