Nathan looked up sharply, shoved Vivian off his lap, and shot to his feet.
Vivian pretended to be frightened.
"Who are you? How dare you break into a private room? Call security. These people are causing trouble."
Nathan finally found his voice.
"Claire? How did you find this place, and why did you bring so many people?"
Stella stopped recording and slapped him across the face.
"You think she shouldn't have come?"
Paige walked past them and slapped Vivian.
"Stop pretending, you shameless mistress. You're the one who has been sending Claire those photos every day. You're also the one who invited her here."
For a split second, spite flashed in Vivian's eyes. Then she slipped back into practiced vulnerability, hid behind Nathan, shot me a triumphant look, and wrapped her arms around
