Chapter 54

But Evelyn didn't care at all. Meanwhile, Sebastian barely let her lift a finger. He kept handing her fresh skewers and cutting up her steak with precision. Somehow, he always had a napkin ready the second she needed one. To anyone watching, it was a lot. Even Tiffany, who had been casually sipping her drink, frowned slightly. Her gaze lingered on Sebastian before drifting toward Evelyn. What was so special about her that Sebastian was treating her like this? She wasn't the only one who had noticed. Most of the people at the table had picked up on it—including Lucas. Except, if he had any opinion, he didn't show it. His expression remained as cold and unreadable as ever. Michael took a sip of his beer and let out a low chuckle. Keeping his voice down, he leaned toward Lucas and the rest of the group, saying, "Damn. Evelyn knows exactly what she's doing. She's clearly using Sebastian to get Lucas to notice her." Then, smirking, he added, "Is she trying to prove she's go