New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 117

Chapter 117 Perfect night

Cindy found it hard to believe when Claire told her she didn't have any relationship with him

"Really, Claire? You expect me to buy that?" she said, her arms crossed over her chest, her smile not reaching her eyes. "Alex was staring at you even when you walked away." Her tone was tinged with anger.

Claire frowned for a second before scoffing sarcastically. "Were you watching me, Cindy?"

Realizing she had slipped up, Cindy quickly uncrossed her anns and tried to recover. "No, I wasn't watching you," she lied, her voice unconvincing

Claire smirked slightly. "You know, it wouldn't look good if the media caught a model staring at someone else and accused them of bring in a relationship with her

Cindy avoided Claire's gaze, but she still tried to look brave. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Claire stepped closer, her eyes narrowing, "Oh, I think you do. You're upset because you think Alex and I have something going on. But let me make it clear, we don't

Clare tilted her head slightly, looking Cindy up and down. "No wonder Alex likes you," she said, rolling her eyes.

Cindy frowned. "What does that mean?"

If you don't need

waiting for a response, Claire started to move past Cindy. But then Cindy called out, "Claire,

calm and polite. She tamed around, noticing Cindy standing there with a glass of wine in her hand. As if in slow motion, she saw Cindy pretending to

in shock

red wine staining the front of her dress. The deep red liquid seeped into the spackling

mind racing with anger and disbelief. "Why did you do this, Cindy?" she asked, her voice tight

a masked feigned regret. "Chino, Claire! I'm so sorry!

cold and controlled. "Save it, Cindy. We both know

her voice sweet but insincere. "I swear, Claire, it was

Cindy was just like Lisa, but with money and more polished manipulation tactics, Claire cured under her breath, frustrated that this

and trying to blot the stain on her dress. The fabric was expensive and delicate, and she knew the wine

her role. "Claire, let me help you with that," she

wanting Cindy's take correm anywhere near her. "No, I've gut

her dress, Claire's

this? Was it because she liked Alex? Was she jealous? Claire had already told Cindy that she had nothing to do with Alexanymore, but maybe Cindy hadn't believed her. Or maybe Cindy just wanted to handliate her for some other reason "Claire!" The voice belonged to

me accuse me of trying to that

She

she turned to Curly