TWENTY ONE

SLYVIA'S POV

"Hi, everyone," Jocelia said with her fake smile, sliding into the chair next to Grayson. I watched Grayson's expression shift to frustration at the sight of her.

"What are you doing here... and how did you find me?" Grayson asked in a cold sharp tone.

"Oh, come on, Grayson. You dining at a place like this tends to make the news," she replied casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I glanced around and noticed a few people sneaking glances at our table.

Jocelia settled into her seat and looked around expectantly. "So, what are we having?" she asked, but no one responded.

"It's good to see you, Slyvia," she said, turning her attention to me.

"Is it, Jocelia?" I sneered, unable to hide the spite in my voice.

"Come on, you're not still angry, are you?" she continued, ignoring my tone.

"We can get past our differences, especially since we'll be seeing more of each other now that you and Grayson are working together. And besides, Grayson and I are togethe