Ian Quincy: "The white one. You promised you'd wear it for me, but you never did."
Cecilia Adler suddenly remembered the very short white dress. She was sure she'd thrown it away. 'The one with the glasses must have picked it up. He's trying to stir up trouble between me and the Ian in front of me.'
'Fighting over a man?'
'This is going too far.'
After a moment of thought, she said, "I took it out last night when I was organizing my clothes, planning to throw it away, but I forgot it when I left."
"Why throw it away?" Ian Quincy whispered in her ear. "Wear it for me tonight?"
Cecilia Adler didn't want to agree, but she also couldn't refuse outright without arousing his suspicion. So, she verbally agreed, "Alright."
"You two see each other every day, what's there to talk about? Are you deliberately trying to make us single people jealous?" Ronan Shaw's voice cut in. Cecilia Adler secretly shot him a glare.
