That little move from Adam Sinclair was basically him announcing that her status as the official girlfriend was set in stone. The ones who originally came over to hit on him, the ones with better social radar, would occasionally find a topic to shift toward her so she wouldn't feel awkward. Olivia Lewis secretly tugged a few times but still couldn't get her hand back, so she had no choice but to stand at his side and play the role of a qualified vase, keeping a smile on her face and chiming in with a sentence or two at the right moments.
Baron Lawrence didn't show up, which just made Adam Sinclair's identity look even more impressive.
More and more people gathered around to chat him up, and Olivia really didn't like this kind of setting. Compared to socializing, she much preferred hiding in a corner eating and drinking.
Maybe because the crowd was getting thicker, a waiter in a tailcoat came over toward them, carrying a tray of cocktails.
