Chapter 13: Who Cares about the Truth

Watching Ben chatting warmly with Amy, Diana’s eyes burned with jealousy. She glanced over at Lvy, who also looked furious, her teeth practically grinding. A sly smile curled on Diana’s lips. Amy, you brought this on yourself. Diana casually slid into the seat beside Lvy, leaning close to whisper, “Do you know why we’re suddenly eating with the guys today?” Lvy, whose voice always carried, blurted out loud enough for nearby staff to hear, “How should I know? Eating around...