A woman in a black short dress had already walked up to Summer Hue, her head lowered, biting her lip tightly, with her slender hands clasped together, looking particularly nervous.
She asked herself, anyone in here would be someone she couldn't afford to offend.
Zane Bennett's face was livid, his eyes, strikingly similar to Norman Bennett's, were frosting over. He was about to speak, but a voice interrupted.
"You go out first." Elliana Lyle gestured with a slight lift of her hand to the woman in front of her, then reached out to hold Summer Hue's hand to comfort her.
Shane Donovan had no objection to Elliana Lyle's arrangement. He leaned back on the sofa, looking carefree and unruly.
However, the woman in the black dress had no intention of leaving, instead, she nodded and looked towards Shane Donovan with downcast eyes.
Even though she couldn't figure out what Shane Donovan meant, she knew that if she left this time, she wouldn't get anything.
