Angela sat frozen in her seat. She intended to look away, but fear gripped her control so fiercely that she couldn't.
Matvey Novikov's stare was icy; she felt like she had turned into stone with its intensity.
She had seen the man when he entered the ballroom a while ago, but she didn't dare look at him for longer than a few seconds. Gael told her not to stare any of them in the eyes, so she made sure she didn't. But that didn't take away the fear of seeing her notorious grandfather. From afar and even just a few seconds of glimpse, she sensed how intimidating he was.
The photo of him a couple of months ago from Gael's folder was taken from a distance, and it didn't do justice to Matvey Novikov's appearance in person.
The feeling was different from when she met Alessandro for the first time. Perhaps it was because Alessandro was Gael's father, and though he had this imposing figure, he treated Angela kindly.