"I don't deal in hypotheticals," Luna remained poised and composed, her voice steady.
"Let's wait for the results before jumping to conclusions."
Harvey choked back his words, falling silent.
Camilla calmly lifted her coffee cup, taking a slow sip.
Her lowered lashes veiled the icy glint in her eyes.
*Some people just refuse to face reality until it's staring them in the face.*
"I've heard that not only is Ms. Rodriguez exceptionally skilled in medicine, but she also shares a rather... *harmonious* relationship with her husband," Luna suddenly turned her gaze to Camilla, a faint smile playing on her lips, her tone deceptively gentle.
"To achieve both career success and marital bliss at such a young age—truly, you could call yourself a winner in life."
To anyone else, the remark might have sounded innocuous.
But Camilla caught it—the subtle emphasis Luna placed on the word *"husband."*
*Is she hinting that Sinclair might be in Aiston's hands?*
