Everyone who heard what Ethan just said about Clara looked utterly speechless, faces stiff like someone just slapped them with reality. No one even dared lift their head.
Well, now they finally got what people meant by "love is blind."
Was Mr. Blackwell seriously out of compliments?
Clara, with that face that practically hurt to look at, and yet he looked at her like she was some kind of rare gem.
Guess this type was exactly his cup of tea.
Clara came back to sit beside Lilah, her hand still trembling slightly as she held her glass.
"What happened?" Lilah frowned. Clara had gone over to toast Ethan, but he was sitting in such a dark corner Lilah couldn't see clearly. The way Clara looked now, she couldn't help but glance over at Ethan.
Did he do something to her?
