Contrary to what Severine had predicted, Alina's face wasn't brimming with laughter when she returned.
Bang!
The way she violently shut the door was enough to show just how bad her mood was.
Severine placed the files back on the table. As she reached the living room, Alina threw herself into her arms.
"Severine!"
The young lady stayed still, not knowing where to place her hands. Her entire body went stiff, like a wooden log.
Alina didn't notice it until a warm hand patted on her back.
The movement was both genuine and awkward, as if the young heiress had never done such a thing for anyone before.
"Congratulations on your win." But I guess you are worried about something else.
"Thanks," Alina mumbled while rubbing her head on Severine's shoulder.
Really like a cat... Her reaction stiffened Severine further.
She wanted to push Alina away, yet, considering her bad mood, she let the heroine cling to her for another minute.
