Chapter 566 Tea

"I don't know if I get your drift, Althea."

Cate's voice was light, teasing even, but inside, she was anything but indifferent. She hadn't given a final answer yet, though the temptation clawed at her, sinking in deeper with every passing second.

These last few days had been a blur of stolen glances, lingering touches, and the undeniable heat in Ross's gaze. She knew she should have reined herself in, should have kept her distance—but she didn't.

She couldn't.

The truth was, she had spent every moment watching him, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. And it wasn't just her imagination—everyone noticed.

Even she was shocked by how blatant her flirting had become, how naturally it came when it was Ross.

"I'm sure you do," Althea murmured, her voice low and knowing. "Come to our car after the party. Leave yours—you won't be needing it this weekend."