Dave’s expression darkened slightly. He stared at Blake, his voice still cold. “Why does that matter to you?”

“It matters a lot to me!” Blake replied, clenching his fists. His earlier uncertainty vanished, replaced by determination. “She’s supposed to marry me!”

“What did you just say?” Dave’s eyebrows furrowed, his intense gaze almost threatening.

Blake met his stare and said, “You might not know, but Bianca probably didn’t plan to tell you. She was ready to cancel our engagement just to be with you. Honestly, I never wanted this engagement either. I respected her choice and didn’t want to trap her in a meaningless arrangement.”

“Then why are you bringing...