Chapter 316

Claire led Mandy by the hand into the house. "Mandy, have a seat. There's still some pasta in the pot-I'll get you a bowl."

Mandy grinned and plopped down. "Claire, you're so good to me. If I were a guy, I'd marry you in a heartbeat."

Claire shot her an exasperated look. "You and that mouth of yours."

Mandy stuck her tongue out playfully, earning a laugh from Claire.

Watching the two of them being so close, Sean couldn't help but feel a twitch of irritation.

As Mandy passed by him, she merely nodded in his direction—a half-hearted greeting at best-before cheerfully trotting after Claire into the kitchen.

From inside, Claire's voice drifted out. "Why are you following me in here?"

Mandy's tone turned syrupy. "It's not every day I get to see you. I'm sticking to you like glue!"

Claire couldn't help but laugh at her antics. The two chattered and giggled in the kitchen, leaving Sean to feel like a third wheel in his own house.

Just then, the front door opened and Liam walked in.

"Mr. Foster, are you ready to go?"

ladling pasta into a bowl, froze in place at the sound of

a man in a silver-gray suit, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, looking every

him made Mandy's eyes

guy who'd handed her a

friend of those two jerks, Victor Lewis

at the Foster family home? And why was

spun

sensing her gaze, Liam turned and looked toward the

whipped around and stood stiff

eyes lingered, studying her back. "Who's

at him with a

Claire emerged from the kitchen with a

daughter? She looked about Claire's

a bell. The longer he

eyes glued to Mandy, waiting for her to turn

was sweating bullets, nerves jangling in her chest.

broke the tension. "Liam, have you eaten? Want to sit down and have some

gaze away and smiled at Claire, reaching

"He's already eaten."

that, Sean picked up the bowl of pasta in front of him. "There's an urgent matter with the Eastborough Project. I'll

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