Chapter 73

Monday Morning...

The sound of heels clicking against pavement mixed with Ethan's deep chuckle as he held the car door open for Charlotte.

She stepped out, adjusting her white silk blouse tucked neatly into her high-waisted black pencil skirt that hugged her curves effortlessly.

Her black stiletto heels gave her an extra inch of confidence, and her long brown hair, styled into soft waves, cascaded over her shoulders.

Ethan, standing tall beside her, looked as powerful as ever in his charcoal-grey tailored suit, paired with a black dress shirt, unbuttoned just enough to add a touch of arrogance.

His silver wristwatch gleamed under the morning sun as his hand casually held Charlotte's.

"You're seriously telling me that you thought pineapple belonged on pizza?" Ethan teased, shaking his head in mock disappointment.

Charlotte giggled, her laughter light and airy. "It does! You're just uncultured."