Clyde's eyes are moving steadily from Malloy to Geneva. He grinned his gorgeous grin and said, "No, I don't think it's going to work out!"
His attitude toward them changed instantly. It was literally as if he couldn't stand the sight of Geneva or Malloy. 'He's not the man that I thought he was....gentle, always smiling, but modest and harmless. How could he turn around now and be so heartless and cruel? Is Clyde doing this because of me?' Edie wondered.
"Last month, I saw Geneva getting photographed with one of the masters of the North family." A man who stands beside Clyde said.
Edie assumed the man was Clyde's assistant, but by the way, they were speaking to one another. It was obvious, and they were friends.
Clyde's smile disappeared. "Is that right!" A contemptuous look, followed by a still more contemptuous shrug of the shoulders. "A master of the North family, you say!" he said as he turned and stared at Geneva.