Vane glanced at her, his stare louder than the chuckle that tore through the silence in the room. If there was one thing he hated, it was feeling small. She knew that all too well. His jaw tightened, and he slammed his fist on the table. He whipped his head in Ethan's direction—shot up from his seat like a bullet from a gun and grabbed Ethan by the suit. She jumped on her feet—and so did Vane's Chief of Staff. "What are you doing? Let him go!""Mr Vane!"Vane stood a head shorter than Ethan, seething. Ethan didn't blink—once. He didn't seem fazed by Vane's actions. He held his hand up to her without as much as a glance. She didn't need to hear him say it, she could tell. 'Stand back. I've got this'. "So much ego in one little person," Ethan said. "One correction and you throw a tantrum.""Shut your f***ing mouth, a**hole," he tightened his grip. "I'll need you to let go of me, Mr Vane. There are security cameras in this room and I can sue you for assault."Vane scoffed, a corner
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