Clara Grant frowned. Faye Jennings knew perfectly well about her relationship with Seth Quinn. The last time Faye had joked about it was one thing; after all, it had just been the two of them.

’But now, she’s saying I like Miles Quinn in front of someone else. Even if she’s trying to pretend she doesn’t know about my relationship with Seth in front of an outsider, she could have just said nothing. That would be far better than spouting these misleading words.’

’What if—just what if—one day, my marriage to Seth is exposed? And what if, while married to the older brother, I’m accused of having a crush on the younger one? If that rumor gets out, how could I ever prove my innocence? How could Seth ever save face?’

Just as Clara Grant was about to deny it, Sandra added scornfully, "Hmph, of course she likes him. She likes any man she can get!"

Clara Grant’s expression turned cold. Faye Jennings quickly chided Sandra, "Sandra, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Sandra reluctantly fell silent.

Clara Grant turned back to Faye Jennings. "Faye, you’ve misunderstood. I don’t have feelings for Miles. As for what Senior Vaughn was just talking about, yes, I bumped into him, but it was an accident. This whole story about me deliberately throwing myself at him and trying to seduce him is complete nonsense.

Also, I admit I accidentally knocked Senior Vaughn’s phone into the sink, but I truly didn’t do it on purpose. I’ll buy her a new one to replace it. Since you’re here, Faye, you can act as a witness."

"Alright, I’ve given my explanation and my apology. Excuse me, I’m leaving."

Without another word, Clara Grant turned and left.

Unwilling to let it go, Sandra turned to chase after her but was stopped by Faye Jennings, who grabbed her arm.

"Faye, did you see how arrogant she was? I saw the whole thing, and she still refuses to admit it."

The gentle expression on Faye Jennings’s face vanished, replaced by impatience. "You saw it," she said, "but do you have any proof?"

Sandra glanced at her dripping phone and gritted her teeth. "That bitch destroyed the evidence!"

"Exactly. All the proof is gone, so what do you expect her to admit to?"

Faye Jennings glanced at Sandra’s deflated, resentful face, and her expression softened. "Sandra," she said, "constantly targeting her like this is useless. It just gives you a bad reputation. What’s the point?

Haven’t you heard the saying? ’Revenge is a dish best served cold.’ If you can’t touch her this time, stop picking fights with her at every turn. Isn’t it better to wait for the right opportunity and deliver a single blow so devastating she can never get back up?"

"But when will an opportunity like that ever come?" Sandra was desperate to crush Clara Grant. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

A flicker of light crossed Faye Jennings’s eyes as she gazed in the direction Clara Grant had disappeared. A thoughtful smile touched her lips. "An opportunity will always present itself," she said. "You just have to be ready, so you don’t let it slip by when it does."

’An opportunity... I’ve been waiting for one, too!’

...

A week had passed since the day Clara Grant ran off. In that time, Seth Quinn hadn’t gone looking for her. He hadn’t even visited the film set, not even in secret.

Chase Childs worried that his CEO and his wife were fighting because of Autumn Shelby, but while he wanted to ask, he didn’t dare.

Just when he was struggling with this dilemma, Linden Jennings and River Sterling ended up asking for him.

The group had gathered again in their usual private room at The Tuberose.

Poppy Vance was there too, clinging to Linden Jennings as usual. In the past, Seth Quinn wouldn’t have minded, but now, the sight was becoming more and more of an eyesore.

Annoyed, he couldn’t stop himself from snapping, "If you’re going to be lovey-dovey, go home!"