Married To My Ex's Ruthless Uncle

e stretch limousin

gown that Ellwood had sent to the penthouse. The silk felt cold against h

He reached into his pocket, pulled o

or argument. He slid a massive, flawless diamond ring onto

ftly, his thumb brushing over her knu

f the Maxwell estate on the Upper Ea

second the door opened. Audriana squeezed he

his suit jacket with one hand, and offered her

he car. The press went absolutely feral. The ruthless,

fect, polite smile. She hooked her arm throug

drawn tight with pain. His right leg was stretched out unnaturally in a heavy medical brace, a pair of aluminum crutches resting against the armrest. He

hogany doors

instantly. It was as if someone

as so suffocatingly dominant that the crowd

crystal champagne flute slipped from his fingers and shattered o

urt near the center of the room. Her face turne

ng their glasses to Ellwood, their eyes d

h against his side. "Gentlemen," he said, his voice carrying acro

hrough the ballroom. Whisp

ively. She stopped in front of them, her chest h

h dead eyes. "My marriage is n

dn't dare yell at Ellwood, so she tu

. She smiled sweetly. "Go

ke she was going

owd, his eyes wild and bloodshot. "You gold-digging whore!" he s

but before she could even op

He simply raised his hand and b

Eston spun around from the force of the blow,

allroom stop

his pocket. He slowly wiped his knuckles. "W

ton, shielding him. She glared at Ellwood wit

, an elegant, elderly woman appea

helped Angel down the stairs. Her

e real test. Ellwood's hand tightened on her w

own for ten agonizing seconds. Finally, she gave a short nod

ject. The cri

again, and the guests quickly

a's ear. His hot breath sent a shiver down her spine.