Chapter 4The Face of a Ghost

People really do change.

Five years ago, Chloe hadn't even been in a serious relationship.

Now she was handling two male models with ease.

Afraid she'd get drunk and taken advantage of, I didn't drink much. Even my bathroom break was a speed run.

But in my rush, I ran smack into a wall of muscle coming out of the restroom.

I rubbed my head, muttering, "Who has a chest hard as a wall?"

I looked up and froze.

It was Liam.

How... how is this coincidental?

The man opposite me saw my face and froze too.

Recovering, he grabbed my wrist, voice uncertain. "Zoey?"

I didn't really want to acknowledge him, but since I was recognized, I braced myself to say hi.

But before I could smile, Liam threw me to the ground.

His expression was terrifyingly cold, as if he didn't know me at all.

"Who allowed you to get plastic surgery to look like her? Did Layla Vance send you? To test me?"

"Do you think I'm that easy?"

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes. He turned to his bodyguards.

"Ruined her face."

Pinned down by Liam's bodyguards, I couldn't believe it.

How did the guy I haven't seen in years turn into a criminal?

Whether I'm the real Zoey or not, this is illegal!

Why did Liam become like this?

My limbs were immobilized, my jaw held tight.

Someone approached me with a knife.

The whole time, I stared into Liam's eyes.

Just as the blade was about to touch my face, Liam closed his eyes and spoke.

"Forget it. Next time you appear in front of me, you won't be so lucky."

They left quickly.

Still shaken, I looked at the corner. There was a security camera.

I pulled out my phone without hesitation.

"911? I want to report a threat and assault."