Ellen's POV

After Zeke's security threw me out, I put on a proud smile and looked back at the mansion. Sooner than later I would be back.

As I left Zeke's house, disheveled but with my victorious smile intact, I quickly called my driver to come pick me up. “I need you to come to Zeke's place right away” I said urgently into the phone.

“Right away, ma'am,” my driver responded dutifully.

When he arrived, he greeted me with a curious glance. “Everything alright, ma'am?” he asked, noticing my disheveled appearance.

“Everything is perfectly fine,” I replied with a confident smile.

I was sure Zeke had no memory of what...