Mina Simmons glared daggers at Zoe Yates, wishing her stare could burn a hole right through him.
Zoe Yates raised an eyebrow, a hint of annoyance in his clear eyes. "This has nothing to do with me, you're right. But you're an eyesore to Redgrave. And if I recall correctly, he's already made it perfectly clear that he doesn't like you."
"So what if he doesn't like me? In love, it's more important to find someone who loves you more than you love them. I'm latching onto Redgrave, and there's nothing you can do about it."
'Listen to that shameless woman. If this were ancient times, the Empress would have ordered her beaten to death.'
Zoe Yates took a deep breath. 'This woman is completely thick-skinned; nothing fazes her.'
"Mina Simmons, your thick skin is truly a wonder to behold. Yesterday at the restaurant, you shamelessly stole a kiss from Redgrave and even hired paparazzi to secretly take pictures. It was all to trick the fans into believing you two are dating."
