“I think you are just jealous.”

“I’m not jealous!”

“You are!”

Bettie found herself momentarily struck silent. Placing her glass gently upon the table, she conceded, “Fine, I’ll refrain from drinking. Satisfied now?”

Arching an eyebrow, Lance couldn’t suppress a fleeting smile. Catching Bettie’s gaze, he swiftly composed himself and sighed. “Well, I had hoped you still harbored some affection for me.”

“Interesting!”

to forgo a return to their hotel at noon, opting instead for a quick outdoor meal before dashing off to their next filming

a full day of trekking, Sabrina found herself weary,

Tyrone attempting to carry her on

returning to their hotel, Sabrina reclined on the sofa, reluctant to

sojourn. Following a restful interlude, she

thoughtfully arranged a takeout meal for all four of

the delivery arrived, Sabrina had already mustered some strength and asked Bettie, “How was your Lunch with Lance today? Did

her head and

seem unhappy,” Sabrina observed

be? I’m fine.” Bettie swiftly

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