Chapter 24: Ordinary day
Calin stomped her foot in fury.
"Careful—your ankle—"
"I didn't sprain it!" she snapped.
There was no point keeping up appearances for this idiot. Hadi Keir wasn't worth a good lie.
Most importantly, he was married. If people started drawing conclusions, it wouldn't just tarnish her link to Shin Keir—it would stain her entire reputation. And if Calin Ricci was anything, it was spotless. Mostly.
"Don't think I don't know what you're up to," she hissed, jabbing a perfectly manicured finger at his chest like a dagger. "Instead of sniffing around other people's business, maybe worry about your own incompetence. I don't need your help. Not today, not ever. Got that?"
Hadi froze. Speechless. The elegant swan he once admired had transformed before his eyes into a furious harpy in heels.
The Calin right now matches his two-faced bitchy wife who could change her attitude faster than blinking.
Without waiting for a rebuttal, she spun on her heel and stormed off, her click-clacking stilettos performing a concerto of rage. She had an image to preserve, a future to secure, and a man to conquer.
Preferably one without a wedding ring and looked like a peacock.
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