Gavin Valentine stood in the crowd, about to call out to Jenna Roland. Suddenly, Ethan Roscente grabbed his arm and pulled him behind a marble pillar.

"What are you doing?" Gavin frowned.

Ethan's gaze was locked on the counter, his jaw clenched tight.

"Your wife is being humiliated, and you're just watching?" Gavin hissed in disbelief. "Even if you don't love her, she's still your wife in name!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Gavin regretted them.

Ethan's expression darkened dangerously, a storm of fury swirling in his eyes.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Gavin swallowed hard. "Just calm down—"

Ethan's knuckles turned white. He'd never imagined a stranger's actions could provoke such rage in him.

Five minutes later, a sweating man in a white dress shirt rushed over.

The moment Huang Teng spotted Ethan, his legs nearly gave out.

"M-Mr. Roscente?"

Three sales associates hurried over, bowing nervously.

Gavin raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected Ethan to summon the mall manager directly.

Ethan's icy stare settled on the haughty salesgirl.

"Yan Yan Jiang." His voice could freeze hell.

The smirk on Yan Yan's face stiffened.

Huang Teng barked, "Did you offend Mr. Roscente?"

"I didn't!" Yan Yan's voice trembled. "I've never even met—"

A crowd began gathering, drawn by the commotion.