She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 144

It made perfect sense.

Waylon Grayson was obscenely wealthy, devastatingly handsome, and famous for his impeccable manners.

It was completely logical for someone like Lyra to lock onto him as her next target.

But hadn't she just publicly declared her undying devotion to Caspian?

Clearly, that had just been for show.

Caspian wasn't even a blood relative of the Jameson family. He was a medical student with zero prospects of securing a massive inheritance. Even with Rowan treating him like a real brother, at the end of the day, blood was thicker than water.

Outside of Rowan himself, Waylon Grayson was undoubtedly the biggest catch in the city.

Jasmine's expression hardened. Caspian was dumb enough to fall for Lyra's act, but she refused to sit back and watch Waylon get ensnared by her blatant seduction tactics.

"Waylon!" Jasmine called out, plastering on a bright, flawless smile as she approached. Her tone was effortlessly sweet and familiar. "What a surprise to see you here."

Waylon turned to face her, his polite but distant demeanor firmly in place. "Jasmine. What brings you here?"

"I'm just grabbing lunch with my family," she replied brightly. "Would you like to join us?"

The implication was blatantly clear: she wanted to drag Waylon away and leave Lyra standing there alone.

"I appreciate the offer, but no thank you," Waylon replied smoothly, noticing her cousin hovering near the entrance. "I wouldn't want to intrude on your family time."

"Oh... alright," Jasmine murmured, her smile faltering. Without sparing a single glance in Lyra's direction, she spun on her heel and strutted back toward Tabitha and Elara. The three women whispered animatedly among themselves, with Tabitha and Elara shooting blatant, judgmental glares across the lobby.

Waylon and Lyra ignored the spectacle and headed straight for their private dining room.

Tabitha certainly recognized Waylon. The last time Rowan had visited the Ford estate, Waylon had accompanied him. Even from a distance, the man radiated power and elite breeding.

"Why on earth is he with her?" Tabitha muttered.

"You don't think he's actually interested in her, do you?"

Elara stomped her foot, her face flushed with indignation. "Mr. Grayson isn't stupid! He knows exactly what kind of trash she is. There is no way he likes her!"

It might have just been intuition before.

But what Elara had just witnessed completely validated her theory.

"Rowan leaves town, and the second he's gone, she tries to sink her claws into his best friend."

Jasmine let out a dark, mocking laugh. "She really is exactly who I thought she was."

Meanwhile, in the other dining room, Lyra was doing her best to mask her absolute shock.

Why in the world was Waylon asking about Quentin and York, the two brilliant engineers she had just recruited for Fairchild Holdings?

Had he figured something out?

Was this a calculated interrogation, or just harmless small talk?

If he thought taking her out to lunch would make it easier to poach her top talent, he had another thing coming. She was grateful for his help at the hospital, but she would rather die than hand over her two most valuable assets.