Jade's dark hair tumbled freely around her shoulders, her cheeks tinged with a soft blush—not from embarrassment, but from anticipation.
She looked like a woman on a mission.
But instead of heading toward the water, she took a sharp turn—her path leading straight to Ross.
The sudden shift caught everyone's attention. Conversations slowed. The wives glanced up, one by one, until silence settled over the poolside like a wave of expectation.
Lillian, lounging on a sunbed with a cocktail in hand, broke the quiet with a dramatic gasp and a playful grin.
"Ohhhhh… well, well, well. Looks like someone's not just here for the grilled steak."
Another wife leaned over with a mischievous smirk. "She's got that please ruin my makeup look on her face."
Laughter bubbled around the pool. A few of the women clapped or whistled, while others exchanged knowing glances.
