Back at the clubhouse ~

Carl's brows furrowed as he watched Amanda conversed with Adrian over the phone. He couldn't even tear his gaze from her for a moment. Slowly, Amanda turned around and plastered a false smile on her face as she spoke with Adrian.

Carl watched her keenly, and he slid on a tool before gesturing to one of the waitresses for a refill.

“Here you go,” Brenda mumbled, a lopsided smile on her face as she slid the drink to Carl. She leaned forward, ensuring her cleavages ...