"Hey, that woman just now... wasn’t she Clara Grant, the one from the rumors with President Quinn?" someone suddenly recalled, and others immediately chimed in.

"Yes, yes, that’s her! I knew she looked familiar."

"Ugh, I thought it was just a rumor, but it’s actually real! Oh, my heart is broken."

"I’m heartbroken too."

"..."

The two of them, not yet inside the elevator, listened to the chattering gossip outside. Clara Grant couldn’t help but glance at Seth Quinn beside her. "I had no idea you were such a ladies’ man. Do all the women in your company have a crush on you?"

Seth Quinn seemed to ponder for a moment before looking at her and saying, "Not *all* of them. There are a few with questionable taste who prefer River and Linden."

Clara Grant pursed her lips and shot him a sidelong glance, her tone a little sour. "Well, well. It seems you quite enjoy having so many women fawning over you."

Seth Quinn looked at her and suddenly chuckled. "Getting jealous? They might like me, but I don’t like them. So, you have no reason to be."

Clara Grant scoffed dismissively, denying it. "Who’s jealous? I am not jealous!" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

’That’s what she said, but deep down, she really was a little uncomfortable. When it comes to love, women are probably all a bit possessive. They can’t stand anyone else even thinking about coveting their man.’

’But when she liked Miles Quinn, she wasn’t like this at all. Miles Quinn was a huge star, so even more women liked him. Back then, she’d felt that the more people liked him, the more famous he was, and the happier she was for him.’

’It was the complete opposite of her current self, who got jealous over the smallest things.’

Just then, an elevator arrived. The doors opened and someone stepped out. Upon seeing Seth Quinn, the person greeted him respectfully, "President Quinn."

After the greeting, their eyes fell on the couple’s joined hands, and their jaw went slack as they froze on the spot.

As they stepped inside and the elevator doors slid shut, Clara could see the person outside still standing there, completely stunned.

Seth Quinn pressed the button for the 38th floor, and the elevator began to ascend smoothly. Suddenly, Clara thought of something. She glanced at him and asked, "Why didn’t you take the President’s private elevator?"

She couldn’t believe that a company this large wouldn’t have a private elevator for the president. Yet here he was, ignoring his exclusive ride to wait this long for a regular staff elevator.

"Aren’t we trying to go public? Taking the employee elevator means more people will see us," Seth Quinn said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Clara Grant: ...

’She knew that was his plan.’

The elevator rose a few floors before stopping. Several people got on, greeted President Quinn, and then saw their tightly clasped hands. Their initial reaction was stunned disbelief. They quickly turned away, pretending to be composed, but couldn’t help stealing glances at their hands every few seconds.

The elevator continued its ascent. People got on every few floors, but no one got off. Clara didn’t know if they had forgotten their floor or if they genuinely had business on the top level.

The elevator was cramped. Unlike being outside where she could just walk away, here she couldn’t escape being the center of attention.

Clara started to feel embarrassed. She wiggled her fingers, trying to pull her hand from Seth Quinn’s grasp. But not only did she fail, he suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist. Before Clara could react, he leaned close to her ear and said in a voice loud enough for everyone in the elevator to hear,

"But, I like how you look when you’re jealous even more!"