"I was just about to call you—your girlfriend came to visit."
Ethan shot Lisa a glare sharp enough to cut steel.
He didn't say anything. He didn't have to.
He was used to her antics already.
Sophia, for her part, gave the faintest smirk at the exchange but didn't rise to it.
Ethan's gaze returned to her, taking in the casual yet graceful way she sat, her demeanor composed yet undeniably radiant.
The way she carried herself, calm but commanding, would make most guys stumble over their own names.
Before he could speak, she finally did.
"Remember how you promised to assist me earlier?" she said, tone smooth.
Ethan blinked. Promised? He distinctly remembered her asking for help.
Still, he didn't bother arguing. He knew Sophia's personality well enough.
She continued, calmly but firmly:
"I need that assistance now."
Ethan let out a low sigh. Of course she did.
He walked further into the room, brushing a hand through his slightly messy hair.
