"Irene?"
Steve frowned, his face twisting instantly. "What's she doing here?"
"Not sure, but she's clearly up to no good—either coming for you or Mrs. Reed."
"Don't let her out of your sight. I'm going to find Claire now."
When Steve entered the auction hall, it was already packed. He searched the room but couldn't find Claire anywhere. Instead, he spotted Irene slipping out from backstage. As he moved to follow her, a staff member approached the third row and had Claire change seats.
Steve suddenly felt uneasy. 'The seating is pre-assigned—why move Claire now?'
"The charity auction will now begin. Please take your seats."
Steve headed straight for Claire.
"Mind switching seats with me?"
Hearing his voice, Claire looked up. The sight of him immediately put her in a bad mood.
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