He Wanted an Heir, So I Gave Him Ashes Chapter 35

He Wanted an Heir, So I Gave Him Ashes Chapter 35

That night, to celebrate, the team booked a fashionable bar.

Drink after drink went down, the joy of success washing away the harsh bite of alcohol. Everyone was cheering their hard-won victory.

Ellie drank too much.

It was the first time since leaving Texas that she had allowed herself to truly relax.

When she tried to get up from her barstool, her foot slipped. Her body tilted to one side.

A strong hand caught her arm, pulling her back.

“Careful,” a low male voice sounded beside her ear.

Ellie lifted her head and met a pair of familiar eyes.

Cole Hayes.

“What are you doing here?” Her mind was sluggish with alcohol. He should have been in Texas, busy swallowing up the Walker family’s assets.

Cole’s eyes were bloodshot, and he looked travel-worn. He leaned close to her ear, his voice a low whisper only she could hear.

“Rhett exchanged the Walker Group’s core oil field for your address. I gave it to him.”

Ellie’s pupils constricted.

Cole continued, as calm as if he were discussing a business deal. “But I couldn’t let you lose out, so I flew here overnight to warn you.”

He straightened up, looking at her shocked face. “Don’t worry. He won’t find you before I do.”

Ellie stared at him. The dizziness from the alcohol vanished, replaced by a piercing cold.

She had been sold.

This man, who had just helped her dismantle the Walker family, had turned around and used her as a new bargaining chip.

Her colleagues were calling for her to come back and have another drink.

Cole didn’t give her time to process. He steadied her and turned to her team with an impeccable smile.

“Ellie’s had too much to drink. It’s not safe for her to go back alone. I’ll take her.”

With that, without waiting for a reaction, he half-supported, half-led her out of the noisy bar.