Sylvia Lane gritted her teeth in secret.
In fact, she intentionally chose this seat.
She clearly knew where Lucas Shaw would dine, so she sat here.
If she stood up now, it would only confirm that she lacked manners.
No!
She couldn't stand up.
Sylvia Lane's lips slowly curled into a shallow smile as she whispered to Serena Summers, "Miss Summers, I haven't seen Brother Lucas for a long time and would like to catch up with him. You wouldn't mind, would you?"
If Serena Summers had any sense, she should know that this was not the time to be petty.
Men prefer women who are gentle and generous.
Constantly being jealous and spiteful would only lead to being disliked by others.
Sylvia Lane confidently tossed her hair.
However, in the next second, Serena Summers's crisp and pleasant voice sounded, and Sylvia Lane was momentarily stunned.
"I am sorry, but I do mind."