"He hasn't arrived yet. Don't panic," Claire King said, patting Cloud Lee’s hand with an air of absolute certainty. "Just wait a little longer. Once he gets here, all your funding problems will be solved."
Cloud Lee bit her lip, her brow furrowed with lingering anxiety. "Is this person really reliable, Claire?"
"Cloud, sweetheart, you can put your heart at ease," Claire promised, her voice dripping with sugary reassurance. "We've been sisters for so many years. Would I ever lie to you? Trust me."
Listening to their exchange, Shawn Shaw—the man who had once tried to win Cloud’s heart—looked confused. He set his drink down on the glass table.
"Cloud," Shawn asked, leaning forward. "I thought your cosmetics company was doing well. Why are you suddenly having cash flow issues?"
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