Chapter 408

Cynthia took a deep breath and forced out a stiff smile, silently giving herself a pep talk. "Okay, I'm calm. Totally calm."

Then, still worried, she asked Sloane, "Do I look natural now?"

Sloane fell silent.

That wasn't natural—that was self-sabotage.

She looked even more conspicuous now.

Sloane was starting to regret telling her anything.

The little cake in Cynthia's hand trembled precariously,