Episode 116
Elijah realized his mistake, yet a familiar irritation simmered beneath the surface. Why had she come with this flashy man when she could have secured her own invitation? Was she deliberately provoking him? Initially intending to speak with Billie, he hesitated, unwilling to appear foolish before Soren. He removed his suit jacket, draping it over Elizabeth.
“What on earth are you wearing? I won’t argue about the past, but come back with me now.”
Elizabeth stepped back, avoiding the jacket. “I’ll wear whatever I choose. Since when do I need an ex-husband’s permission for my clothing?”
“We’re still technically married,” Elijah’s voice turned glacial.
“I’ve moved out and submitted divorce papers,” Elizabeth stood her ground. “If you refuse to agree, once the separation period ends, I’ll have the court enforce it.”
Clifton noticed the commotion and approached. “Mr. James, I didn’t know you were coming.”
Sensing Elizabeth’s discomfort, Soren intervened. “Mr. James, some investors are interested in our film’s progress. I’ll take Elizabeth to speak with them. Apologies for the lack of hospitality; I’ll treat you to dinner later to compensate.”
Elizabeth shot Soren a grateful glance and followed him. Clifton, ever the observer, chuckled. “The woman Mr. Rodgers brought is quite a beauty. At first, I thought she might be his new muse, but both of them insist otherwise.”
Elijah’s response was icy. “They’re not a good match.”
Clifton raised a brow, misinterpreting the comment. “Well, to each their own. You’ve always had an eye for substance over mere beauty, Mr. James.”
Elijah, irritated and exhausted, merely grunted. Billie’s approach caught Clifton’s attention. “Mr. James, you’re here to meet your mother?”
He greeted her warmly. “Ms. Sophia, you should have informed me of your arrival. It’s quite crowded today, and I apologize for not welcoming you properly.”
After exchanging pleasantries, Clifton wisely excused himself, sensing the tension that clung to the Norris family.
Ms. Sophia wasted no time. Her tone was cold and clipped. “Where’s Elizabeth?”
Kailee, ever the eager informant, scanned the room and pointed.