Hearing his name sounding so disgusting for the first time, Richard finally lifted his eyes, but slowly, from his phone.
They landed on Beatrice with such disinterest that nearly made her stumble.
There was not a flicker of recognition or a change in expression. He just looked at her like she was… background noise.
Beatrice's jaw clenched. Excuse me? Did he seriously just ignore her
However, she forced a little laugh and stepped closer.
"I didn't expect to see you here this early, Sir. It's been such a long time since you came around but I understand it must be difficult, considering your busy schedule. But I guess when someone is this important, no sacrifice is too much."
Still there was nothing to show that she was talking to a living soul. Instead Richard's gaze remained neutral and disarmingly…cold.
Maybe he doesn't remember me? she comforted herself, she would gladly jog his memory.
