Vanessa could feel the suspicious stares drilling into her.
She was so furious she nearly crushed the wineglass in her hand.
Dylan approached just then. "Vanessa, may I have this dance?"
Unconcealed adoration burned in his eyes.
His inability to read the room infuriated Vanessa.
But she couldn't show it. She put on a wounded expression instead. "I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm not in the mood. I lost the project tonight, and your brother seems angry. Now... everyone is looking at me strangely too!"
Dylan couldn't bear seeing her upset. "None of this is your fault. Sienna sabotaged the deal to get revenge! She's always been vicious, and Ethan knows exactly what she is. He would never blame you."
"Really?"
Vanessa sounded doubtful.
Dylan promised fervently. "Of course. You know how much Ethan
