"LoriaLaura, must you be so hostile every time we meet? We can actually talk this out peacefully."
Fiona Keating's delicate and frail act was enough to make Laura Lowell sick to her stomach. 'A bitch will always be a bitch.'
"Have you ever seen a person try to speak civilly with a beast? Do you think a beast can understand?"
"LoriaLaura, there must be some misunderstanding between us. I can explain everything."
Fiona's gentle voice hadn't yet faded when a hand suddenly shot out, blocking the closing elevator doors. "Hold on, wait..."
Zachary Redgrave, wearing a mask and hat, walked in with a tall man beside him.
"Well, well, talk about a small world. Trying to seduce my uncle again, you black tea bitch?"
Zachary Redgrave leaned against the elevator wall, his hands stuffed in his pockets. The eyes visible above his mask were filled with unconcealed disgust.
