At that moment they both laughed briefly, the mood light, respectful, and satisfying a successful meeting sealed in trust and mutual understanding.
Feeling accomplished, they began walking side by side out of the VIP room, the soft hum of the restaurant's atmosphere returning around them.
But the moment they stepped into the main hall, Cora's steps slowed.
Her eyes, bright and warm just a moment ago, turned cold, deadly cold. Her expression tightened, her face hardening in an instant.
Her gaze was fixed forward, sharp and unwavering, as she spotted the one person she didn't want to see right now.
Walking closer toward them, with his eyes locked directly on her, was Samuel.
And what made Cora's blood simmer even more in that moment wasn't just Samuel's sudden appearance, it was the crowd that trailed behind him like bees to honey.
