Sylvia's POV
I caught Caesar's eyes, reading his silent message: don't run away, face this.
With a deep breath, I rolled down the window, meeting Zane's furious gaze with feigned confusion. "Something you need, Zane?"
Zane's eyes widened when he spotted Caesar inside the car. His expression darkened as he attempted to make out my companion's features in the dim parking lot lighting.
"Sylvia," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "Already found your next meal ticket, I see? No wonder you had the nerve to speak to me that way at the gala. Found yourself a rich boyfriend already?"
Beside him, Chloe leaned in with a poisonous smile. "Honestly, Sylvia, if you're going to hook up with someone for their money, couldn't you at least find someone more impressive? He doesn'
