Chapter 92: Poked The Bear
Reese
I paused. Lizzie’s hand was still warm and steady in mine.
“Why?” I asked, half-mocking. “Aren’t you the one who knows everything about everyone? I’m sure you already have an entire file on her.”
“Correct,” he replied smoothly. “But since I was clearly blacklisted from your phone and excluded from your wedding, I believe the least you could do is extend basic courtesy.”
Before I could respond, Lizzie spun on her heel. A very fake, overly bright smile was plastered across her face. Dread filled my chest instantly.
“Lizzie…” I warned quietly.
She didn’t reply. She didn’t even look back at me. Instead, she crossed the space between us with confident strides and stopped directly in front of my father.
Hudson tensed. My father’s eyes narrowed slightly,
