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On the other side of the hall, the host hurried onto the stage to calm the guests, explaining that the electrical system was undergoing inspection.
After the backup generator kicked in, the dim lights cast a hazy glow over the room. Guests gathered in small clusters, speaking in hushed voices.
Clayton shook Miles off and pushed through the crowd, searching for Sienna. His heart raced inexplicably as an indescribable restlessness spread through his chest.
“Sienna!” he called out instinctively, but his voice was swallowed by the noise.
“Clayton, stop looking for her already.” Miles caught up with him, trying to block his way.
“She’s definitely hiding somewhere on purpose to scare you. You’re just playing right into her hands if you keep looking for her like this,” he continued.
Clayton stopped short, a chill flashing through his eyes. “Miles, watch how you talk about Sienna. Say one more disrespectful thing about her, and don’t blame me for turning on you.”
Miles shut his mouth awkwardly. Sienna had snapped at him plenty of times before, but Clayton had never stopped her. He wondered why he was the only one getting lectured by Clayton.
Just then, he lifted his head and caught sight of two figures on the balcony.
“Isn’t that Sienna? See? She’s perfectly fine. I told you she just found somewhere to hide. And look, she’s even getting handsy with another man,” Miles accused.
Clayton followed his gaze and recognized the figure beside her. “That’s her brother.”
Miles muttered under his breath, “But they don’t look alike at all. You could say they’re a couple and people would believe it.”
“Donate your eyes if you have no use for them,” Clayton snapped, smacking the back of Miles’s head before striding toward the balcony.
Ethan’s voice carried clearly on the night breeze. “Fine, we won’t talk about having you over for dinner. When are you and Clayton finalizing the divorce? I can help if things don’t go smoothly.”
Before Sienna could respond, Clayton’s arm wrapped possessively around her waist.
A cold smile curved his lips. “You’re awfully concerned about our married life, Ethan. It seems you’re eager for us to get divorced. Was that text last time not enough? Now you’re lobbying in person? No wonder she’s been making a fuss lately. You were the one stirring things up, weren’t you?”
“What text?” Sienna’s gaze flicked between the two men.
Ethan looked straight at Clayton, his tone steady. “Enna hasn’t been happy ever since she married you. You never treated her well. It was a mistake from the start–and mistakes should be rectified sooner rather than later.”
“Oh?” Clayton sneered. “She’s not happy being married me? Then who do you think she’d be happy marrying?”
He deliberately tightened his hold, pulling Sienna closer to his chest. “You didn’t say a word about her being unhappy when she married me back then. Now you’re suddenly running around sowing discord.”
“Do I need to sow anything?” Ethan retorted without backing down.
“It’s a fact that you fool around outside. News of the incident at the Turner family’s birthday banquet has spread everywhere. How do you think Sienna feels about that? Is that how you’re making her happy?”
The two men were locked in a tense confrontation. They were treating Sienna as if she weren’t even there. Her earlier
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question was unanswered.
By then, the power in the banquet hall had been fully restored.
Sienna interrupted coldly, “I’m leaving. If you want to argue, argue all you want here.”
With that, she turned and walked away.
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Clayton followed in long strides, grabbing her wrist. “Why are you running around again? You disappear the moment I look away.”
He frowned as he sized up her filthy dress. “I was gone for five minutes and you turned yourself into this state? I did tell you not to drink, but you didn’t need to pour it all over yourself. You’re unbelievably stupid.”
“It’s none of your business!” Sienna struggled, but his grip only tightened.
Ethan stood where he was, watching them leave, their figures growing more distant. His gaze was dark and unreadable, like a bottomless lake.
Large, glaring yellow stains spread across Sienna’s ivory dress. Unable to stand it any longer, she asked a server for a change
of clothes.
Just as she was about to enter the lounge to change, she noticed Clayton following close behind her.
“Why are you following me?” She hugged the clothes to her chest, standing at the lounge door and eyeing him warily.
Clayton slipped one hand into his pocket and said solemnly, “I’m just worried someone might peek. I’ll stand guard for you. Don’t you trust me?”
“You’re overthinking it. Other than you, no one would peek,” Sienna said as she moved to close the door–only for his foot
to block it.
A smile crept into Clayton’s eyes, the corners lifting slightly.
His voice dropped, low and pleasant. “Which part of you haven’t I seen already? Why would I need to peek?”
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