New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 117

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?"

shook her head. "It's nothing. If you don't need anything from me,

move past Cindy. But then Cindy

around, noticing Cindy standing there with a glass of wine in her hand. As if in slow motion, she saw Cindy pretending to slip. The wine flew out of the glass, splashing all over the

eyes widened in shock "Oh my god!"

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

and disbelief. "Why did you do this, Cindy?" she asked, her

her face a masked feigned regret. "Chino,

out her off, her volor cold and controlled. "Save it, Cindy. We both know that wasn't

before she recovered, her voice sweet but insincere. "I

but with

a napkin at the tar comer. She reached over, grabbing it and trying to blot the

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

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

dabbed at her dress, Claire's

maybe Cindy hadn't believed her. Or maybe Cindy just wanted to handliate her for some other reason "Claire!" The voice belonged to Talia, who approached with a bright smile etched one face. But as Talla drew closer, her smile faltered when she noticed

this woman in front of me accuse me of trying to that

widen She knew this would

as she turned to Curly

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