The Suttons had to act humble in front of the Claytons.
So Kimberly could only swallow her frustration. But she was still upset, shooting me a fierce glare through the rearview mirror.
I knew right away that she had added that to my tab.
For the remaining 30 miles, Kimberly stayed unusually quiet. She didn’t say a word until we arrived at the hot spring resort.
There, she immediately clung to Jasper, pestering him to share a suite. “Jazzy, I’ve never slept alone at night. I’m really scared.
“It’s a suite anyway, with separate bedrooms. Kathy won’t mind, right?”
She tugged on his arm, swaying it back and forth.
Jasper looked at me helplessly as if asking for my permission. But I just smiled lightly. “Then I’ll swap rooms with her. I like the one with the garden.”
Jasper seemed a bit guilty, lowering his voice to comfort me. “Katherine, it’s Kimmy’s birthday this time. Let’s just humor her.
“I’ll take you on vacation, just the two of us, next time as compensation. How about that?”
I nodded graciously. “Sure.”
Without waiting for my response, he hurried to carry my luggage to the room himself. When he left, he looked noticeably more at ease, as if he’d done his part.
There was a party that evening. So, I went back to my room, took a shower, and changed into a new dress.
I took my time doing my makeup–something with a pure yet seductive vibe.
I arrived a little late. So everyone was already there.
In the bustling room, I spotted Jonathan sitting alone by the window. He’d changed into a white shirt, still wearing his glasses, looking as cool and restrained as ever.
When he saw me enter, he gave me a faint glance–nothing more.
But just as I looked away, I caught a subtle movement out of the corner of my eye.
