Just then, Faye Jennings spotted Clara Grant, and her heart lurched.
’It’s her? Clara Grant!’
’The woman Seth Quinn spoke of with such doting affection!’
’The woman who was worthy of standing by Seth Quinn’s side!’
’The woman who, according to rumor, would soon beco the first lady of Aegis!’
Recalling the sweet way they had just been acting, Faye Jennings felt a wave of bitterness wash over her.
’It seems Seth Quinn has truly fallen for this Clara Grant.’
’Otherwise, with a temperant like Seth Quinn’s, how could he possibly let a woman feed him in such a public, bustling restaurant—and gladly accept it?’
Although she had seen them share an even more intimate kiss before, the sight still made her heart ache unbearably.
’As far as she knew, Seth Quinn had never shown much interest in won. She couldn’t help but wonder how he’d suddenly fallen for this girl—pretty and innocent, yes, but also so green and immature.’
’That’s it. It must be because this Clara Grant made the first move, clinging to him shalessly, using all her coquettish tricks.’
’Last ti, she was the one who kissed Seth Quinn. This ti, she must have been the one who insisted on feeding him.’
’There’s no way Seth Quinn would have asked her to feed him on his own!’
’So it turns out n like clingy won who know how to act coy.’
’It turns out n can’t resist a woman who takes the initiative.’
’Not even Seth Quinn was an exception.’
’And to think she’d always believed a man like Seth Quinn would prefer soone mature and alluring, soone considerate and poised, sensible and reserved—a woman who wasn’t clingy or coy.’
So, she had maintained that exact persona, hoping that one day Seth Quinn would notice her good qualities.
But after playing the role of his perfect woman—or so she’d thought—for so many years, she suddenly discovered he was actually drawn to the complete opposite.
All these years, she’d been going about it the wrong way.
The realization was a devastating blow to Faye Jennings.
’She had known Seth Quinn long before Clara Grant. If only she had been a little more forward back then, would she be the one standing by his side now? The one who could be so openly intimate with him?’
’Would Seth Quinn be hers?’
"Miss Jennings. Here for dinner as well?"
Seth Quinn spared Faye Jennings a cool glance and offered a detached greeting.
In contrast to Clara Grant, who looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole, and Faye Jennings’s own inner turmoil, he appeared perfectly composed.
Faye Jennings finally snapped out of her daze. She offered him a small smile and nodded gracefully. "Yes, President Quinn."
She was smiling, but it was a bitter smile. ’He was so intimate with Clara Grant, yet he addressed her so distantly as ’Miss Jennings’.’
’She knew Seth Quinn was always distant and formal with the company’s actresses, but every ti he called her ’Miss Jennings,’ it rankled her.’
’She wasn’t just so other actress in the company. How could she be lumped in with them? The history she shared with Seth Quinn was sothing no other woman could compare to.’
"I didn’t expect to run into you here. What a coincidence." Faye Jennings strode over with grace and poise. "I just wanted to co say hello. I’m not interrupting, am I?"
As she spoke, her gaze flickered over to Clara Grant.
Just as Clara Grant was frantically raising her hands and shaking them to signal that she wasn’t, Faye Jennings simply raised a delicate eyebrow before her gaze quickly returned to Seth Quinn.
Sensing Faye Jennings’s hostility, Clara Grant awkwardly lowered her hands.
Seth Quinn glanced at the small woman shrinking in her seat. His brow furrowed slightly as he turned to Faye Jennings. "Well, actually, you are interrupting."
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