Realizing what had happened, Mia touched the mask on her face.
She instantly sucked in a sharp breath.
'Damn it, I was so focused on eating, I forgot to put my mask back on!'
She never thought anyone here would actually recognize her!
After a moment of realization, Carla turned her head and glanced at Mia again.
Then, without another word, she strode forward, grabbed Ian Sinclair by the collar, and said, "Come with me."
"..."
Simon Adler averted his gaze and looked at the stunned Mia. "Should we still stay here?"
Hearing this, Mia looked back at him. "What do you think?"
Upstairs, Ian leaned against a window, watching the glamorous, gown-clad woman pace back and forth in front of him.
The CLICK-CLACK-CLICK of her high heels on the floor gave him a headache.
"What exactly did you call me up here to say?"
He could sense that Carla seemed a little angry.
'But why?'
'What's she angry about?'
He couldn't figure it out.
