Chapter 268 Beverlys grasp on her phone tightened as she hesitated, her face a blend of anxiety and something unspoken.

Elizabeths gaze flickered toward her briefly, noticing the unmistakable signs of discomfort.

Beverly, Elizabeth began casually, her tone light but probing.

Youve been awfully silent.

Something on your mind? The question startled Beverly, who quickly shook her head.

No, not at all! Just enjoying the meal.

Its delightful, isnt it? Her attempt to divert attention was met with a raised eyebrow from Elizabeth.

Daxton leaned back, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips.

Youve got sharp instincts, Elizabeth, he said, reaching for his glass of water.

Sometimes, the quietest ones in the room have the most to say.

Beverlys cheeks reddened, and she busied herself with her plate, avoiding eye contact.

Asher, oblivious to the subtle exchange, leaned forward with determination.

You know, Elizabeth, we shouldnt let these trolls have the final say.

Maybe theres a way to shift the narrative.

Something genuine, something people cant dispute.

Elizabeth sighed, setting her fork down.

Asher, its not that straightforward.

Public perception is changeable.

The more we push, the more it looks like were hiding something.

Daxton nodded in agreement.

Shes right.

to wait for

want to redirect the focus, it

had been silently observing, finally spoke

over the public is with patience

your actions speak louder than the

chair, her eyes

and laughing, seemingly

told her there was more happeningsomething just

attention returned to Beverly, who was now scrolling through her phone with deliberate

faint glow of the screen reflected in her eyes, hiding whatever emotions

broke the silence with a

at

of food, thanks to

a round of laughter from

but Elizabeths mind remained

crew began tidying up, she caught Beverly sneaking

Elizabeth called softly, catching

you stay back for a moment? Beverly froze, her eyes darting to Daxton

course, she said,

the others filed out, leaving the three of

something you need to tell me? Beverly hesitated,

you mean, she said,

leaned against the table, his casual demeanor contrasting with the sharp look in his

Its okay, Beverly.

were here

tone

happening, Id rather hear it from you than find

and she

might have overheard something, she admitted, her voice barely above

with

hesitated, her gaze flickering toward the door as

Its about… the script.

one youve been working

Elizabeths stomach tightened.

about it? Beverly looked down, her voice

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