Hope You Won't Regret
Cynthia smiled, "I've been quite lucky."
This reason couldn't help but make Jacob chuckle. Sean, on the other hand, seemed to sense something but chose to silently observe.
In the following rounds, Tristan and Cynthia remained aloof, avoiding direct involvement. Surprisingly, Jacob, who was usually cautious, lost a round.
Before anyone could brew up some juicy gossip questions, Jacob grabbed the nearby drink and downed it in one gulp.
Cynthia's gaze swept past Jacob, then turned to Tristan beside her. She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I'll go to the restroom."
"I'll accompany you," Tristan was about to get up.
Cynthia quickly held his hand, "No need, I can manage on my own."
She stood up and walked outside, shooting a deep glare at Jacob before calmly retracting her gaze.
Cynthia approached the sink and turned on the tap.
"Cynthia?!" a familiar voice echoed.
Cynthia turned her head and saw Suri Patwin standing at the entrance of the restroom.