"Mr. James, I don't think it's appropriate for you to show up here, is it?" Noah saw that Ezra did not speak and took a step forward, holding Arabella, revealing a strength in his seemingly gentle tone.

"Let go of your hand!" Ezra let out a low growl, his slightly narrowed eyes filled with hostility and anger, "Do you know who the woman is that you touched?"

Noah didn't flinch, puffed out his chest and locked eyes with Ezra.

"And if I don't let go, what will you do? Why should Mr. James care about my relationship with Arabella when you have the audacity to bring your mistress in front...