Elena’s POV
I snickered while leaning back on the chair, watching the drama unfold before me.
As soon as I locked eyes with Courtney, I could already feel it in my guts that there would be chaos minutes later. Her eyes were filled with anger as she stared at me.
The hesitation as she halted on her steps was vivid in her eyes, especially after she gritted her teeth together. It seemed like she wanted to run toward me but contemplated upon seeing where I was seated.
In the end, I could only smirk and follow her with my eyes as she defeatedly took a turn towards Bryson’s location instead, with a red face.
“What are you looking at? So engrossed…” I felt Prince Deacon tap my elbow with him, making me shift my gaze at him before gesturing to the corner where Bryson was seated.
Following my
