He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 151

She laughed brightly, though internally she was cursing Sienna to hell and back.

Sienna looked up at Grant, her gaze entirely devoid of emotion.

"Mr. Gauthier is joining us?"

Looking back, it was deeply ironic; she had never actually been to the movies with him, as Grant had always reserved those outings for Lyla.

She gently set down her pencil, her tone giving away neither welcome nor rejection.

"What a rare guest."

Grant's chest tightened at her indifferent attitude, yet he couldn't find a reason to lash out.

Lucas stood up, naturally reaching out to help Sienna.

"Let's go."

His palm was broad and warm, steadily supporting her elbow. Sienna followed his lead, leaning slightly toward his side as she stood.

They walked out side by side, their silhouettes as intimate as a couple who had been together for years.

Grant followed behind them, his eyes practically spewing venom as he stared at their closely pressed figures.

Lyla leaned in, whispering in his ear.

"Grant, look at those two. So clingy."

"Sienna is already a divorcee, yet she's still stringing other men along. It's so shameless."

Grant's expression instantly darkened into a stormy scowl.

He shook off Lyla's hand and took large strides to catch up.

...

The private theater was spacious, the lighting dimmed to a sultry low.

A soothing romance film played on the massive screen, casting soft halos of light over everyone's faces.

Sienna sat in the center seat, with Lucas taking the spot to her right.

Grant had fully intended to sit on her left, but the quick-witted Lyla beat him to it.

Lyla plopped down on Sienna's left and turned to flash Grant a sugary smile.

"Grant, come sit next to me."

Grant's brows twisted into a severe knot.

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