The engagement party was filled with people who were all businessmen, who liked to socialize.
She recalled how, in the past, Ian had always found a way to sneak away with his date because he knew how much she disliked such social gatherings.
It looked like he still kept the habit.
Clara let out a slow breath and stepped away, seeking a quiet moment on the terrace. However, before she could walk there, she saw Ian and Rea who had hidden there before her.
"Ian, after we get married, can you set up an art studio for me at the Cumberland mansion?" Rea asked. "I want a space that gets lots of sunlight."
She shook Ian's arm in a flirtatious manner. Before long Ian's indulgent voice drifted to her ears, "You don’t have to wait until after the wedding. Tomorrow, I’ll have Clara move out of the attic. The lighting there is perfect, it’ll make a great studio for you."
"Won’t that be a little unfair? She is your sister, after all."
"A sister isn’t as important as a wife."
He said it so casually, without hesitation. Then, as if to further prove his point, he leaned in and kissed Rea.