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---- Clara's hand. "Weren't you craving shrimp? Come on, I'll grill some for you." "Sure!" Clara rose naturally. Olivia jumped up as well. "I'll go too." One corner of the table instantly emptied. "Aaron, I want grilled chicken wings," Tristan shouted, joining the group. "You already daydreaming?" Aaron walked to the grill, taking ingredients from a servant and carefully laying out the shrimp. Tristan protested loudly, "Do you have to be so stingy? I slave away for the company, and I can't even get a chicken wing?" Aaron didn't even glance at him.

Olivia leaned toward Clara, whispering with curiosity. "Logan had a different girlfriend just a few days ago, and now he's already switched." Clara raised her eyebrows. "Really? Brooklyn is a big star. Is she that easy to get?" "Must be money," Olivia scoffed. "All those perfect images on screen are lies. Talented beauties, accomplished women, yet their private lives are a mess. So disappointing!" ---- "Getting a boyfriend isn't a crime," Clara countered. Olivia rolled her eyes. "You don't get it. Brooklyn was friends with Logan's ex. They seemed so close that day.

That's outrageous." Clara leaned in, lowering her voice. "Wow, that's explosive." Olivia nodded. "I still don't get men. Women change partners so casually, no shame at all. And why even bother with men like Logan? Gross. Risking diseases for what?" Clara giggled. "They move in a different social circle. It probably doesn't shock them." Olivia huffed. "It's my first time seeing a real celebrity in person. And I'm disappointed!" Clara smiled. "I know a celebrity too. She's really nice in real life. I'll introduce you sometime." "Really?" Olivia's eyes sparkled. "Who?

Male or female?" "Scarlett Campbell. You know her?" Olivia nodded eagerly. "Yes! I've seen her movies, listened to her songs. Is she really that pretty in real life?" "Yes, and she's super sweet," Clara replied. ---- Olivia leaned closer, whispering, "I want her autograph and a picture with her. Can I?" "No problem. She's got free time. I'll set it up when you get back." Olivia smiled, pleased. "Clara, here's a secret. Brooklyn is scheming with Aaron." Clara's eyes widened. "You could tell that?" Olivia nodded.

"At Logan's bar last time..." "What are you two whispering about?" Tristan interrupted, picking up Aaron's subtle warning signal. Olivia glared at him, voice low. "We're talking about how messy the rich circles are. Rich men are never good!" Tristan blinked, hit in the crossfire. "That's a false generalization! Just because someone changes girlfriends doesn't mean I'm no good." Olivia raised an eyebrow. "Birds of a feather flock together." "I'm going to tell Aaron! You're saying he's not a good guy!" Tristan shouted, storming off. Olivia grabbed his sleeve.

"Aaron is the exception!" Tristan crossed his arms, frowning. "You just said ---- otherwise! "You misheard. Go on, you wanted wings, right? Come on, I'll grill them for you. Olivia's secret-recipe chicken wings. You'll never forget them." Tristan couldn't resist a smile and followed her.