Chapter 341
“You’re too forgiving, she muttered. “You still care about her, but I doubt she remembers what friendship means. I barely recognize her anymore.”
She changed topics. ‘Was Adrian okay with you bringing Emma to New York alone?”
I smiled, smoothing Emma’s hair. “What’s to worry about? Emma and I are inseparable.”
“That’s right!” Emma announced. “I like Mommy best! With Daddy gone, I get Mommy all to myself!”
Ethan laughed. “Emma’s not just attached to you, she’s downright territo
A flash of white darted in front of the car.
Ethan slammed the brakes and yanked the wheel. The tires screamed against asphalt before we crashed into a lamppost. The impact jolted us forward. I grabbed Emma, wrapping my arms around her small body to shield her. Pain shot through my head as it hit something hard. Ethan gripped the wheel, breathing hard.
Astrid’s POV
“What the hell happened?” I touched my throbbing head. “Ethan, you’re usually so careful.”
‘Someone ran right in front of us,” Ethan’s voice shook. “Blew through the red light.”
‘Jesus! Were they trying to kill themselves?” I looked up and saw a woman in white sitting in the road.
I climbed out, blood boiling. “Running red lights to get yourself hit? What kind of scam is this?”
As I approached, the woman lifted her face, and I stopped short. “Victoria Sinclair?”
“Astrid!” Victoria’s face crumpled. “I finally found you!”
‘I’ve been looking everywhere,” she sniffled. “Your phone never connects, your agency says they don’t know where you are…”
“If I hadn’t spotted your car today, I’d have thought you’d disappeared like my sister…”
“What do you want?” I crossed my arms. “We’re not friends, Victoria.”
Victoria had been hounding me for weeks, and I’d deliberately avoided her. The Sinclairs were nothing but trouble, and Victoria wouldn’t be looking for me unless she wanted something. I’d blocked her number and told everyone at the agency to say they couldn’t find me.
But running into traffic to stop my car? If Ethan hadn’t reacted so quickly, someone could have died.
Her lips trembled before she burst into theatrical tears. “You were my sister’s best friend! She’s gone now, and who else can I turn to?”
She sobbed harder, right there in the middle of the street. “You’re like family to me. When a little sister needs help, shouldn’t she go to her big sister?”
Traffic was bumper-to-bumper here near downtown. Victoria’s dramatic performance in the middle of the street was backing things up worse by the second.
A crowd materialized like they always do when there’s drama. Phones came out, recording everything.
“Hey, isn’t that the model from the nude photo thing?” someone called out.
Another voice joined in: “Did she hit someone and run?”
“Nah, sounds like that’s her sister on the ground. Says the model’s been ghosting her, so she jumped in front of the car.
“Cold. Treats her own sister like trash and then acts surprised when her dirty laundry gets aired.”
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Chapter 341
My knees went weak as memories crashed back – the scandal, the public humiliation, strangers throwing garbage at me. The sidewalk seemed to tilt under my feet.
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