Kian looked at Isabella as if she had just said something deeply unreasonable.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the annoyance already burning in him sharpened into confusion too. He knew Isabella well enough to understand that she was not foolish. If she had seen what he had seen, then she should know this woman's fall was deliberate.
So why was she saying this?
Was she mocking him?
Testing him?
Mocking the woman?
Zara, however, heard something very different.
Inside her heart, she almost laughed in cold satisfaction.
This foolish woman.
For all her cleverness, all her power, all her pretty confidence, she was still a woman in the end, and perhaps even she could be played if one knew where to touch the scene.
