Dana Cross's heart lurched at Flora Bloom's calm words. 'It's strange,' she thought. 'I've only ever felt this kind of intangible pressure from Lex Cross. How can some native woman be giving me the same feeling?' "So what if it is?"
A sweet smile graced Flora Bloom's gorgeous face. The mole beneath her eye, a blue so deep it was almost black, was captivatingly strange, making it impossible to look away.
"Nothing much. You can go die now."
Dana Cross's face turned terrifyingly pale. She didn't doubt for a second that this Flora Bloom had the ability to kill her. But the arrogance in her bones was something she was born with as a member of the Cross family.
"You want to kill me? HAHAHA! Do you have any idea who I am? I am of the Cross family's bloodline, from the same lineage as Lex! You want to kill me? The Cross family will never allow it!"
