Bab 194: This Is Why You're Single

"Claymore," Weston addressed, stopping directly in front of her.

"Fitzcharles," Lydia regarded, sticking a bit closer to William.

William glanced at the politician and the chairwoman. He felt like something happened between them, but didn't know exactly what. There was tension between them, intense and thick, and neither seemed to look away from each other. They seemed to have a conversation without words, their grueling eyes speaking for their mouth.

"Meet William, my plus one," Lydia lightly commented, gesturing to her secretary with a slight smile. "Handsome, isn't he?"

William quirked a brow. Just this morning, she wondered how he managed to get a woman. Now, she was complimenting him? Funny.

"I've seen better," Weston mused, his lips curling in amusement, an idea in mind. In the corner of his eye, he saw Easton desperately trying to strike a conversation with Minerva.