CHAPTER TWENTY SIX – AN AWKWARD MOMENT WITH TWO EXES

"Trent Miller," Trent announced, extending his hand towards Henry. A surprised smile flickered across Henry's face, momentarily breaking his imposing demeanor. He grasped Trent's hand firmly, their grip lingering for a beat longer than necessary. "Henry Davies," Henry said curtly, his voice laced with a hint of something Scarlett couldn't quite decipher. The tension in the air thickened, making Scarlett want to squirm. "So, this is your… event?" Trent asked, gesturing towards the mud-splattered dogs and laughing crowd. His gaze met Scarlett's, a familiar spark of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Something like that," Scarlett replied, trying to ease the awkward tension. "It's a bit different from the usual gala, wouldn't you say?" "Different, definitely," Trent chuckled. "But incredibly fun! I saw the flyer and just had to come check it out." Henry, who had been staring intently at the crowd, finally cleared his throat, breaking the comfortable banter between Scarlett and Trent. "