By the time the couple had returned, Amelia had already weaved her way through the crowd, taking up her role as a proper host and basking in their showers of praise at her appearance.
She tried not to show her disappointment at the fact that she had not succeeded in having Shane's company all to herself. Why did he have to accompany that waitress to the restroom?!
With an elegant smile, she made sure not to soil the angelic image she'd carefully crafted for herself over the years as she conversed with her guests.
It wasn't hard to spot the couple when they returned as the crowd's initial chatter mellowed down to hushed whispers at Shane's imposing presence.
There was a scowl on his handsome face that wasn't there initially. It looked like he was contemplating tearing the whole place down but was holding himself back.
It sent a shiver down Amelia's spine just like the many others who noticed him, the hairs on her body standing on end with fear.