Chapter 120

Chapter 120:

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Liam slid his hands into his pockets and sauntered over, removing his sunglasses with a practiced flick.

“Well, if it isn’t Cathryn,” he said, voice smooth with a touch too much smugness. “What are the odds we’d run into each other here?”

Cathryn flicked a glance at Liam and kept walking, her silence sharper than any retort.

Around them, the onlookers murmured, their confusion swelling. The man at her side had somehow shifted—from the dignified older companion they’d seen earlier—into a much younger one. Liam flashed the crowd a smile. “She’s my ex-wife.”

He sounded almost triumphant, parading her beauty like a trophy. He wanted everyone to know he’d once had her.