Chapter 167 The Industry's Laughingstock

"Ms. Willow, are you here alone?" Natasha asked, approaching Kaitlyn with a sweet, innocent smile. The latter withdrew her gaze and offered a polite nod, showing no interest in further conversation. Ignoring the cold reception, Natasha continued, "That woman earlier was my sister, Cressida Ashworth. She just walked out of the balcony with Tristan. They seemed wrapped up in a long conversation." She lowered her voice, feigning concern as she continued, "You should be careful. My sister has never been the faithful type. She divorced Lud because she was seeing other men behind his back. Now, it looks like she's set her sights on Tristan. "You should know men love novelty, especially women like my sister. She seems cold and aloof, but she really knows how to work her charms." Kaitlyn kept a polite smile on her face, giving nothing away. "Is that so?" she said skeptically, swirling the wine in her glass. She went on, "The Leighs and my family go way back. Tristan and I grew up togethe