CHAPTER 88 Lisa and Ethan?

Lisa smield at a couple seated a few paces in front of her, and then she tipped her glass to the senate’s son, who had spent the better part of the party making eyes at her. She sighed with irritation. She hated social events like these, and hated even more because it was an engagement party. She tossed her shoulder length hair over her shoulders and scoffed. If Amelia was not going to relaise that Mark was only using her, then there was nothing anyone could do. Ofcourse, she’d done her part that night. She stayed low, and wore a fake smile all through. She didnt want anyone thinking she still had a thing for Mark, even thugh she did. Lisa guloed down the remaining contents of her glass and pressed her lips togtjer. So much for life outside the prison walls. She thought with a grimace. “Drinking to stupor. Is that the plan?” A familiar silky voice greeted her. Lisa spun around so fast that she almost feel out of her seat. She glanced up at the intruder, a small smile ap