chapter 33
"Hello, Damian," Miss Anastasia said, her voice light and cheerful as she walked into Damian's office. A warm smile lit up her face, her eyes sparkling with familiarity. But the moment her gaze landed on Isabella, sitting quietly her smile faltered. It faded completely, her expression shifting from one of casual warmth to something more guarded and uncertain. She stood still for a second, her posture stiffening slightly, as if unsure of how to proceed with the unexpected presence of the other woman in the room.
"What the heck are you doing here!?" Anastasia spat out, her voice sharp and full of anger. Her eyes narrowed into slits, glaring at Isabella with a mixture of shock and fury. Her body tensed, fists clenching at her sides, as if she was ready to explode at any moment.