Clara Wei's hand trembled as her jaw tightened. In her mind, perhaps Olivia Tang was right. She often thought of keeping her image and wanted to be as elegant and classy as always.
However, this particular approach seemed not to work anymore. Glancing at Zoey who seemed comfortable talking with Vivian Xi, her eyes glinted.
'Our approach may be different, but...' said Clara Wei internally as her thoughts paused and shifted her gaze to a figure standing not far away from them.
There, Matthew Xi was just standing while busy on his phone. Arching her right brow, an idea flashed across Clara Wei's mind as the corner of her lips tilted up.
"Right..." She whispered, catching Olivia Tang's attention that made her brow raise. "Mother, isn't that man with the same name as Madam Xi's son, Xi Matthew?" Without averting her gaze, Clara Wei inquired.
