Anne suddenly pushed open the office door without even stopping to knock. The sound of her abrupt entrance caused Clara to quickly whirl around.
Andrew was seated behind his desk, his expression unfathomable. He held a somewhat relaxed posture and his chin was rested upon his knuckle, his gaze also reaching to the door, when he noticed it was her, something about his expression seemed to soften slightly.
Being in a position where her expression was hidden to Andrew's view, Clara's face revealed a smirk directed at Anne as if she hadn't intended to hide the fact that she was trying to ruin Anne's image in Andrew's eyes, something twisted in Clara's eyes revealed that she had intended to do damage.
"Oh, we were just talking about you." Clara said in a sweetly welcoming voice, the sound a big contrast to the irregretably evil look in her eyes.
