Grace Summers never thought Lucas Shaw would be so cold, openly exposing her in public.
She was so furious she bit down hard, her tear-filled eyes glaring directly at Serena Summers, filled with venomous hatred.
"Serena Summers, a scheming woman like you is absolutely unworthy of Mr. Lucas Shaw!"
Serena crossed her arms over her chest, raising a brow as she retorted, "If I'm unworthy, then are you?"
Grace clenched her fists tightly, a surge of humiliation suddenly rising within her.
Why?
Why is she stuck in a quagmire, unable to climb out, while Serena gets to bask in everyone's favor, standing so high above?
"Mr. Lucas Shaw, say something..."
Her tear-filled eyes, fragile and pitiful, gazed at Lucas Shaw, filled with helplessness and desperation.
Her voice, sweet and flirtatious, was practically captivating enough to melt bones.
If it were an ordinary man, he would likely have failed to resist, eagerly pulling her into his arms to comfort her.