"Damn it, Tracy, where have you been?" a voice called out as Tracy glided into the restaurant, her eyes immediately finding the familiar faces gathered around a large circular table with ten seats.
Leon sat beside what was obviously her reserved chair, his expression a masterclass in barely contained irritation. He glanced at her once, let out an audible scoff, then pointedly looked away like a sulking child. 'This jealous idiot almost spoiled my chances with Asher with his stupid tantrum. I'll make sure he learns his place,' she thought, maintaining her usual serene smile while plotting his social demise.
