A few people entered the private room, and Claire Bowen deliberately left a seat next to herself, waiting for Anthony Charlie to come in and sit there.
That little intention...
Eve Thompson hooked her lips and sat down next to Claire.
Claire anxiously said, "It's just..."
Eve Thompson seemed to be ignorant of her intentions, blinked her innocent big eyes and tilted her head to ask softly, "Miss Bowen, what's wrong? Can't sit here?"
Claire was speechless, her face turning blue with anger. Why was this woman so persistent? A touch of gloom flashed in her eyes.
After a while, Anthony Charlie and Faith Williams, who arrived late due to parking, came in. Faith, with sharp eyes, noticed that there were only two empty seats among the seven - one between Oliver Charles and Eve Thompson.
