Third Person's POV
"But that's not what you agreed to!" Cyrus slammed his hand on the desk. The whiskey in the glass rattled and sloshed over the rim.
"You clearly said you'd give her an explanation!"
Cliff lifted an eyelid. His voice was still calm, but it carried an undeniable sense of oppression. "I only promised to take care of Miss Chambers for the rest of her life. I never said I would marry her."
"You!" Cyrus was shaking with rage. He pointed at Cliff, speechless.
When Cliff had said that, Cyrus had thought he was being shy. Seeing the gala planned for the next day, he'd jumped to the conclusion that the engagement was certain.
He never expected to be given such a "surprise" at such an important event.
"Cliff, I lost my baby for you!"
Melinda collapsed onto the armrest of th
