Chapter 97 The Betrayal
- The quiet in the office was broken by the ringing of my phone. Ethan’s name flashed across the screen. I hesitated, the urge to let it go to voicemail tugging at me, but something in my gut told me to answer.
- “Jasmine,” his voice came through, low and tense. “We need to talk. Now.”
- I’d heard that tone before—a mix of barely restrained anger and something sharper, almost frantic. “What’s going on, Ethan?”