Claire Sinclair decided this was a pointless conversation. It was better to just stop talking, lest she be accused of being melodramatic.
So, Claire Sinclair clamped her mouth shut, just wanting to put this whole thing behind her.
She had no idea that as the two of them entered the grand hall, they had become the center of a whole new world of attention.
All eyes turned toward them.
In an instant, gazes filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment all converged on Claire Sinclair.
"Why is Young Master Kingsley carrying a woman in?"
"Who is that woman?"
"No way, Young Master Kingsley has a new flame already!"
"I'm so jealous of the women who get to climb into Young Master Kingsley's bed. Why am I never that lucky..."
In the crowd, Phoebe Lockwood had been making polite small talk with an old friend of her father's. But the moment she saw Ethan Kingsley enter carrying Claire Sinclair, the flames of jealousy in her heart ignited once more.
