Chapter 30 Kidnapped

Mortimer’s hand felt hot against Tiffany’s waist. Upon first glance, their intimate posture gave the impression they were flirting. Everyone else in the room lowered their heads and avoided looking in their direction. “Are you done, Mortimer? Let me go! I want to go home!” Rage filled Tiffany’s pretty eyes. “Why are you so impatient?” Mortimer drew her closer to him. “Are you sure you don’t want to meet your lover?” “Whatever!” Tiffany turned away, avoiding his gaze. Mortimer looked at the stubborn woman in his arms for a moment, then loosened his grip. “How boring.” Tiffany walked out of the room without even looking back. As she descended the stairs, she noticed Seth groveling to the wealthy socialites. His slightly bent waist and fake smile made him look like a stray dog begging for food on the streets. Tiffany had long since moved on from her relationship with Seth, but she couldn’t bear seeing the man she once loved act so inferior. She turned and left the hotel. Mortimer drove ba