In the lounge, Rachel still couldn't wrap her head around why Lavinia had allowed Lucas to come in earlier.
Lavinia slowly removed her mask, her expression calm and knowing. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
Rachel replayed the scene of Lucas groveling in her mind and couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. "You know, if Lucas ever finds out that the top-tier designer he's desperately trying to win over is the very wife he used to look down on, what do you think his reaction would be?"
Lavinia responded with nothing more than a faint smile.
Rachel, sitting on the edge of the couch, crossed her arms and continued with a huff, "And to think, he actually wanted to use your designs for Charlotte? What a joke!"
She leaned over and playfully poked Lavinia on the arm.
