Seeing that her efforts at wresting Penelope from her daydream were futile, Skylar left the topic at that. She hastily swallowed her next few words of caution.
Penelope sprawled on the sofa, scrolling through her phone and enthusiastically picking out clothes for her unborn child. Skylar snuck a glance over her shoulder.
Seeing that the other woman was browsing luxury brands such as Burberry and Gucci, each item of clothing exhibiting a minimum price tag of a thousand, Skylar suggested kindly, “The baby will grow up really fast. There’s no need to buy such expensive clothes if he outgrows them every few days.”
Scornfully, Penelope answered, “My family was too poor to buy me good clothes when I was young. I won’t let my son suffer from the same fate! His father’s a rich man. We’ll spare no expense for his child, I’m sure.”
Helplessly, Skylar replied, “All right. I have to be on set later, so I’ll head back now. Tobias is waiting for me downstairs.”
Spitefully, Penelope said, “Why didn’t he come up here? Does he not want to see me that badly?”
Skylar heaved a sigh. “You’re overthinking things. He’s smoking in the car. Besides, he doesn’t really know you, either, and might be afraid to make things awkward.”
Penelope happily replied, “Well, he’s Brayden’s friend. I’m sure we’ll have plenty of opportunities to get to know each other in the future.”
Skylar massaged her temple in despair. No matter how awful Penelope’s desires were, she nonetheless loyally wished the best for her.
However, Skylar decided to refrain from advising Penelope based on any sort of moral standards, seeing as to how the latter was clearly unfazed by them.
As she waited for the elevator to rise, Skylar felt the insistent buzzing of her phone in the bag. She immediately fished it out and held it to her ear without bothering to note who the call was from.
“I’m sorry, but perhaps we shouldn’t contact each other anymore. I don’t want any trouble,” Harry’s voice blurted out over the line. He sounded as if he was in a great hurry to end the call. “I called to know if Ingrid has caused you any problems.”
Skylar bit her lip. She was touched that amidst Harry’s difficulties, he’d nonetheless thought to spare some concern for her wellbeing.
“Nope,” she replied, then hung up the phone quickly. She had never doubted the arrangements that Kate made for her. This imaginary affair between Skylar and Harry, meant to captivate public interest and generate publicity, had been the only dubious move.
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