Skylar seemed to remember Avery telling her that Thomas was going to cook her favorite food, so she scanned the food served on the table.
None of these are my favorite food. It had been years since she last shared a meal with Thomas.
She pulled out a chair and sat down next to Irene, who looked at her as if she were a thorn in her side.
When Irene caught a whiff of Skylar’s perfume, the sneer of her face was apparent. “Since when did you start using perfume? Have your standards become higher after being with a rich man?”
Skylar raised her brows. “I’m about to film soon. I need to have a little class, don’t you think? Besides, it’s only perfume. There’s no need to kick up a fuss about it, is there?”
Thomas cleared his throat, reminding Irene to keep her thoughts to herself as they had more pressing matters at hand.
Now that they succeeded in getting Skylar here, they had to seize the opportunity to ask her for Tobias’ help.
“I haven’t congratulated you yet. I heard that you’re going to start filming. For a freshman, that’s very impressive, which is more than I can say for Avery.”
Avery was extremely upset that Thomas was complimenting Skylar at the expense of her pride. In spite of that, she had to endure it for the sake of her dream sports car.
On the other hand, Skylar was very modest. “It’s nothing. I only passed the first round of auditions. There are still many uncertainties.”
“How are things between you and Mr. Ford? Good, I presume?” Thomas finally broached the topic.
“Fine. We’re just friends,” Skylar replied.
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