My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 53

“Ethan Lane, I’m no saint. I know how to get even too.”

She tossed the small knife she’d been hiding in her palm onto the table. The blade’s metal clattered against a glass, the sharp sound ringing out in the hush of the bar.

Ethan Lane’s face was pale, his eyes dark and unreadable.

Emily Blair turned on her heel, facing the stunned crowd. “Here’s my gift to you all. Do you like it?”

The room was silent, everyone staring at her with wide-eyed fear.

Behind her, she could hear Ethan Lane’s footsteps as he hurried away.

Bored and unimpressed by the whole scene, Emily turned and left.

She lifted the hem of her dress, watching her step as she made her way outside. The bar was dimly lit as usual, and she had to carefully watch the stairs in the shadows—one wrong move and she could easily fall.

When she heard footsteps behind her, Emily assumed Ethan Lane had changed and was coming to settle the score.

She didn’t react, her expression perfectly composed, until suddenly a strong, unyielding hand grabbed her wrist.

Before she could resist, she was spun around, forced to face him.

Emily found herself looking into Andrew Lane’s eyes.

She frowned automatically, her voice cool. “What do you want?”

She figured Andrew was here to cause trouble too. Her tone was icy, her face even colder.

Andrew leaned in, his voice low and gravelly. “You’re braver than I thought.”

Emily arched a brow, her lips curling into a mocking smile. “Right back at you.”

In her previous life, Andrew Lane had just been one of the bystanders, content to watch the drama unfold.

Now, his grip tightened painfully on her wrist.

Emily gritted her teeth. “Let go of me!”

Andrew’s eyes narrowed, his body moving even closer, his gaze sweeping over her like a predator sizing up his territory.

“Did Ethan Lane pick out your dress?”

She gave a cold, dismissive laugh. “You already know the answer.”

Andrew’s brow twitched.

“Andrew! There you are—I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

Isabella Austin’s gentle voice floated over from the hallway.

“Ms. Blair, you’re here too.”

Emily didn’t look away, watching as Andrew turned to Isabella, finally releasing her wrist.

Isabella walked over, unable to hide the hostility in her eyes as she glanced at Emily. “Andrew, what were you talking about with Ms. Blair?”

Emily’s expression didn’t change. She rubbed her wrist, turned, and made to leave.

But the next second, Andrew grabbed her wrist again.

Emily couldn’t hold back her irritation. She shook off his hand with force and snapped, “Mr. Lane, your girlfriend is right here. Maybe you should be a little more careful.”

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