"No need." Gillian Jordan looked back at her with a faint smile. "I've had this tea every year. I'm honestly quite tired of it. You, on the other hand, should really savor it."
Gillian radiated a calm, unbothered elegance.
The sight of it made Hailey Sinclair's smile falter, leaving her feeling like an intruding clown.
But she was the one York had officially brought home to meet his parents!
At that thought, Hailey's confidence surged. She looked at Gillian, her smile deepening. "Gillian, thank you for the files yesterday. But I really think you should enjoy this tea today. After all, once today is over, you probably won't have the chance to drink something this high-quality again."
"But if you ever crave it in the future, I can have the staff send some over to the hospital," Hailey said, her lips curling upward. "Consider it my way of saying thank you."
Gillian studied Hailey's face and let out an indifferent chuckle. "Whatever I discard is yours to take. I just hope you can secure your seat as Mrs. Foster."
Her tone was laced with biting sarcasm.
With that, Gillian turned to leave.
Furious and unwilling to let her have the last word, Hailey clenched her fists tightly. "The Fosters don't have a habit of letting guests leave so abruptly. Please, Gillian, do me a favor and stay for a bit."
Hailey emphasized the word 'guests', making it abundantly clear that she viewed Gillian as an outsider.
Gillian found it utterly amusing. Even if Hailey's place in the family was set in stone—which it wasn't—her arrogance was astounding.
But what could she do? Refuse the divorce just to spite Hailey? That was out of the question.
However—

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