Zenaida’s jaw clenched, and she subtly gnashed her teeth together.

Isn't Gillian restrained from Augustus? How come Gillian was able to step into Augustus’ office without a hitch?

Despite the thoughts coursing through Zenaida’s mind, she straightened her back, faked a calm smile, and calmly tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “Miss Gillian. It's a misunderstanding.” She clarified

A cold smile immediately crept onto Gillian's face, and she glared at Zenaida coldly.

Every time, this bitch had always acted as if she cared about Augustus. It turns out that she was nothing but a sly bitch. Gillian’s respect for Zenaida immediately diffused without a trace.

Gillian folded...