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It sounded like a childish, spiteful retaliation. As soon as the words left his mouth, Grant bored his eyes into Sienna's face, desperate to watch her mask of indifference shatter.
He wanted to see her panic, wanted to see a flash of raw jealousy—even if she was just faking it.
But Sienna only offered him a fleeting glance. She looked at him with the same detached apathy one might use when inspecting a cheap piece of furniture.
"How nice."
Grant froze completely.
How nice?
He had mentally rehearsed a million different ways she might react, but a flippant, two-word dismissal hadn't even made the list.
The very second she said that, Lyla's eyes lit up like fireworks.
Her manicured fingernails gently traced Grant's bicep, her voice dripping with liquid sugar.
"A new romance movie just came out, and I heard it's an absolute tearjerker! You have to come watch it with me~"
As she spoke, she purposefully pressed her body even closer against his side, practically squashing her chest against his arm.
She peeked up to check Grant's expression before throwing a lightning-fast, victorious glare at Sienna.
Her ulterior motive was painfully obvious: she was using the movie as leverage to drag Grant as far away from Sienna as possible.
Grant, however, didn't even seem to register her flirting. He just frowned, his irritation barely restrained.
His eyes were superglued to Sienna, refusing to spare Lyla even a fraction of his attention.
"What movie?"
His voice was devoid of a single ounce of warmth, coated instead in heavy annoyance.
Lyla's sickly-sweet smile froze.
Was this still the same man who used to bend to her every whim?
Back in the day, she could just whine for a second, and he'd practically try to pluck the stars out of the sky for her.
But now, he had tunnel vision for nobody but Sienna.
A venomous wave of hatred boiled up inside her, but she swallowed it down, forcing herself to maintain her tragic, innocent persona.
"Grant, aren't you going to take me?"

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