I had no clue if Ronald would ever let me go, but one thing was certain—I wasn’t letting Sophia off the hook at the birthday party.
I hung up without hesitation and noticed Emma had sent me a message on w******p.
She’d recommended a lawyer named Ethan Morgan—some hotshot in the legal world, apparently.
That made my day. I added him on w******p right away, then narrowed my eyes, repeating his name under my breath.
“Ethan Morgan...”
In my previous life, I hardly paid attention to anyone besides Ronald, especially men. But that last name—Morgan—sounded familiar. It brought to mind Ronald's old nemesis. They’d been butting heads since forever.
Both came from powerful family businesses and had their hands in politics and commerce, but unlike Ronald’s family, the Morgans were
