Chapter 25

All her expectations were shattered when she saw Ethan's name on the screen.

But what did he want at that hour? Wasn't he supposed to be with his fiancée?

"Hello," she answered, suspiciously. But she found the silence on the other end of the line strange. "Mr. Smith, is everything alright?"

"Come pick me up," Ethan finally said. His voice sounded a bit slurred.

"Are you drunk?" she asked, confused.

"Does it seem that way?" he asked.

"I believe so, since you’re calling me."

"Stop talking and come quickly, Rafaela," he repeated.

"Do you realize what time it is?" she asked.

"Of course, do you think I only use my phone for calls?" he responded. "I’m drunk and can't drive, so come quickly."

"Why don't you call your driver?"

"It’s his day off."

"Then take a taxi."

"If you’re not at Paradise club in less than twenty minutes, don’t bother coming to work tomorrow." With that, he hung up the phone.

"What was that?" she wondered, still staring at her phone screen.

She tried calling him back, but