Listening to her sister-in-law's teasing, Sienna Summers' pretty face grew slightly warm.
She didn't delay and, after speaking to the children, drove to the Noble Mansion.
The neon lights flickered at night, illuminating the city's myriad luxuries.
Sienna parked her car and, looking at the golden and glittering façade of the club before her, couldn't help but remember her first night with Jasper Brown.
Was that night their definitive night of commitment?
Thinking of the man's bravery in bed, Sienna quickly suppressed the flicker of shyness and walked into the club.
Taking the elevator to the floor Timothy Zimmerman had told her about, she had just stepped out when she came face-to-face with someone.
Sienna paused her steps, stunned.
Was it Ciara Summers?
Right now, Ciara looked disheveled, her clothes somewhat ruffled, and her lipstick smudged.
She appeared to have a shattered look, like someone who had been wronged by a man.
What was she doing here?