Kathy came to Rebecca again.

Rebecca kept coldly looking at her. “What now?”

“C-Cup,” Kathy picked up the coffee cup and saucer. As she walked away, she looked at Benjamin. “He was quarreling with his lover last night. Something must be going wrong between them. I guess even their relationship might not last long.”

Kathy purposely said these words, even though Benjamin and Rye never quarreled. But how would Rebecca know about that?

“They were fighting?” Rebecca wondered. “They looked very under