Lillian couldn't be bothered to explain. Jesse didn't even recognize Peter, despite having seen him several times. Trying to reason with someone whose brain was clearly malfunctioning felt like a complete waste of time.
So, Lillian simply asked in a calm, disinterested tone, "Are you sure you won't be tossed out by Claude's bodyguards the next time you see him?"
Jesse's face turned crimson as she clung tightly to her companion's arm, her chest rising and falling with anger.
"Just you wait! I'll make sure Claude sees your true colors!"
Jesse bit her lip, then after a brief pause, her expression shifted into something more smug. "Don't think having that dress means anything. Your good days are numbered."
With that, she stormed off, leaving behind what Lillian figured were nothing more t
