She didn't like children.
In her mind, children were just the byproducts of a man and woman making love, something that shouldn't exist.
Her gaze fell on Adrian Desmond, whose dazzling face made women's hearts flutter. She thought that if she could have such a cute daughter with Adrian, it wouldn't be too bad.
Her eyes unreservedly expressed her admiration for Adrian, her hand, with its black nail polish, itching to touch his well-defined face... She really liked Adrian, but this man didn't seem interested in her...
Cynthia Leland glanced at the cold-faced woman across from her and thought to herself: What good is a beautiful woman if she can't satisfy a man in bed? She won't be able to keep him anyway.
Once Adrian slept with her, he would know her worth, and he wouldn't be able to leave her.
Adrian didn't notice the woman fantasizing about him.
