Divorce Time

But neither of them said a word about it.

Charlene and Stewart were busy chatting with others, completely oblivious to the silent exchange of glances happening between them.

Charlene, having skipped dinner, soon slipped away from the crowd and headed toward the buffet to grab a

bite.

Gaylord followed her, striking up a conversation as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Moran happened to be at the buffet too. He noticed them and whatever he saw made him pause, letting out a low whistle before turning back to Thorne and Vesta. “Looks like Gaylord’s taken a shine to Charlene,” he said, smirking. “Did you see the way he was looking at her? Classic puppy eyes.”

Thorne, curious, looked where Moran was staring. Sure enough, there was Charlene, busy chatting away with

Gaylord.

Gaylord’s eyes, as he looked down at Charlene, were full of that soft, intense gaze men sometimes have when they’re truly interested in a woman.

aside, then reaching up to get a

an eyebrow, clearly entertained by Gaylord’s attentive demeanor.

speaking, Vesta had already

being very considerate

if she didn’t already know the truth, even she might have

But-

Charlene, and once she’s fallen for him, he’ll drop her like a

Gaylord’s friends had said, Vesta glanced at Charlene again,

for Gaylord’s act? Or did Charlene truly believe Gaylord was interested in

man seemingly courting Charlene. The smile on her lips widened. Moran suddenly remembered something and nudged Thorne.

his drink, replying, “There’s a crowd over

with PrimeStar, it would certainly increase the frequency of

any lingering connections between Thorne and Charlene, but as far as Vesta was concerned…

simply chuckled,