Isabella

"You do realize that your workers are human beings, yes? I would like to think that you provide them with an ample working environment," Donatella looked at me as though I had grown a second head.

 "They are nameless. They are scum. If I provide them with something, they should be grateful that I've done so. The people in the lower city do not deserve your sentiment, Princess.

Believe me, it's best as things are. Of course, I will work them until they drop, and if they drop, there are five more people begging to take their position."

I looked at him and realized that I was in front...