Chapter 13

Inside a villa in Horinton, the chandelier cast a soft, warm glow across the living room. Lynette curled up on the leather couch, her bare feet lightly brushing against Matthew's thigh. Her diamond anklet sparkled with every movement. "Matt…" She drew out his name sweetly, her fingertip tracing circles on his chest. "Why have you been ignoring me for the last two days?" Matthew barely looked at her, his attention focused on scrolling through his phone for news related to Jasmine. With his free hand, he absentmindedly patted her head almost in a perfunctory gesture. Lynette pouted, then turned to Timothy, who was pouring himself a drink. Like a cat, she sprang lightly toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. "Tim, you're always the best!" She pressed her cheek against his back, nuzzling gently. "I just learned a new massage technique. Want me to try it on you tonight?" Timothy turned around, tilting her chin up with two fingers, and smirked. "Why the sudden ea