Chapter 317

"Claire?" Lillian blinked, visibly puzzled as Claire suddenly froze like someone hit pause on her. Did she say something wrong? Julian eyed Claire, his gaze catching a flicker of something subtle in his eyes. He gently wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "What's up? Not into meat anymore? Throat hurt? Or... feeling sick?" Claire: "...!!" No matter how calm her face stayed, her body gave her away—her neck and shoulders were gradually locking up. Right then, the sound of a car rolling up came from behind. "Who's that?" Claire turned toward the noise, clearly trying to brush Julian off. Julian stared at her profile, amused. Oh really? Playing dumb now? A white sedan pulled up and two women stepped out from the backseat. One of them, Olivia, who came straight from her law firm, had her makeup nearly melted after running errands all afternoon. She ended up just washing her face and never bothered reapplying anything. Next to her, the ever-glamorous Sabrina showed up looking like she walked