Jenna Roland pushed open the doors of Studio 54, her stilettos clicking sharply against the marble floor.

She had just finished a staff meeting and immediately dragged Stella Laurent into a secluded corner.

"I've got some piping hot tea to spill," Jenna whispered, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Stella arched an eyebrow. "What's so juicy?"

"That bitch Sophia Merouin has been secretly dating some young hunk named Byron Valdemar behind Ethan's back!" Jenna hissed through gritted teeth.

"Holy shit!" Stella gasped, her manicured nails nearly digging into her palms.

Who would've thought the seemingly innocent Sophia was playing such dangerous games?

"Ethan's already investigating them," Jenna gloated, waving her phone. "Once he gets solid proof, those two are done for."

Stella nodded vigorously. "With Ethan's temper, he'll skin them alive."

"Shh—" Jenna suddenly glanced around warily. "This stays between us. If word gets out and embarrasses Ethan..."

"Got it." Stella mimed zipping her lips. "But speaking of which, all those limited-edition bags he gave her..."

Their gossip session was interrupted when the glass doors swung open. Gavin Valentine entered with two unfamiliar men, his tailored suit accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

"Mr. Valentine." Jenna instantly switched to her professional smile. "Not joining Mr. Roscente today?"

Gavin smirked. "Miss him already?"

Jenna's smile froze.

"Just kidding." Gavin smoothly changed the subject, gesturing to his companions. "This is Xavier Lefèvre and Ronan Abendroth."

Both men gave curt nods. The one in the black shirt had well-defined muscles, while the gray T-shirt guy radiated an icy aura.

"Booth 309." Gavin flashed a black card between his fingers.

As Jenna led them upstairs, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. When she returned downstairs after delivering their drinks, she nearly collided with Tristan Ashcroft.

"Is Mr. Roscente here?" Tristan stopped her abruptly.