Jenna frowned slightly, turning to Stella. "Who's this 'Brother Lu'?"

Stella glanced at Sylvia, who remained silent, then lowered her voice. "You must keep this confidential."

"I promise." Jenna raised three fingers solemnly.

Stella leaned closer, whispering, "Lucien Valois. The second son of Mayor Valois of Los Angeles. My sister is... involved with him."

Jenna's pupils contracted sharply. She'd seen the mayor on the news but never imagined Sylvia would be entangled with his son.

"How did they meet?" Jenna pressed.

She only knew Sylvia had worked at a nightclub, not the specifics.

Sylvia crossed her legs, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. "He frequented the club. Others couldn't handle him. I could." Her red lips curved. "Over time, this happened."

"You two..." Jenna trailed off.

Sylvia smirked. "Exactly what you're thinking."

Jenna inhaled sharply. So Sylvia was Lucien's mistress!

No wonder Jake Varley had bitten off more than he could chew.

Suddenly, Sylvia's smile vanished. Her gaze turned icy. "Jenna, I'm only telling you because of Stella. Not a word leaves this room."

"Why?" Jenna asked, confused.

Stella bit her lip. "Lucien... is married."

Jenna nearly dropped her glass.

Lucien Valois had a wife?!

The implications hit her instantly. If this got out, Sylvia would face public scorn. The mayor's daughter-in-law wouldn't let it slide.

A woman who could marry into the Valois family undoubtedly had formidable connections.

"Elder sister, this is too dangerous!" Jenna exclaimed. "If something goes wrong—"

Sylvia waved dismissively. "He gives me everything I want."

Jenna fell silent. Risking everything for material gain was beyond her comprehension.

Stella spoke up. "Sis, Jake transferred that money back. Help me get it."

"What?" Jenna stared at Stella in shock. "He took the money again?"

That despicable Jake Varley!

Sylvia's laugh was cold. "Don't worry. I'll make him repay every cent with interest."

"Thank you." Stella's voice was barely audible.

Sylvia's expression hardened. "Next time, open your eyes before choosing a man. Avoid trash like Jake."

Stella's face paled. Her nails dug into her palms. "I understand."