Chapter 25

Everyone except Claire: “...?!” Another bomb dropped. … At the Peninsula Hotel’s restaurant. Julian had finished eating, but he stayed seated, casually scrolling through his phone. He was really into whatever he was reading. After a while, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, and he let out a soft chuckle in his smooth, rich voice. “She’s got guts.” Michael, standing beside him, couldn’t help glancing at the screen too and added, “Way more dramatic than any TV show. Claire’s pretty fearless and smart.” “She’s not acting. She’s gambling with her life,” Julian said offhandedly. He stared at the screen for another few seconds before finally putting the phone away and getting up. In the elevator, Michael had already hit the B1 button when Julian suddenly said, “It’s getting good... how about we go see it live?” Michael blinked. “...Uh, sure.” Not that he had a choice. … Back at the banquet hall. Helen stared at Fiona in shock—completely blindsided. She couldn’t wrap her head around the