With Betty’s forceful pull, they all end up at the bar instead of heading to their hotel rooms as originally planned. Pete watch with a deep scowl on his face as Betty cozy up to Ryder, her smile too bright and her laughter too exaggerate.
He barely notice the glass of wine in his hand, his sharp gaze lock onto Betty like a laser. His fists clench tighter with every second, his expression slowly twisting into one of disgust.
“What are you doing, Betty?” Ryder asked, frowning as she pour him a second glass of wine.
The last time she acted oddly, he had dismissed it, thinking it was just harmless flirtation from Ruby’s loyal beta. But now, with her getting so close again, he couldn’t help but wonder what her intentions are.
“Just having a little fun,” Betty replied with a strained laugh
