Chapter 18: The Fashionista

Astrid Olsen’s POV

“Well, you certainly brought a surprise for me, fratello,” the fashionista said before she circled me. I did not know what to say but I felt like I was scrutinizing under her chocolate gaze before she turned to look at Eliot.

“You know what to do, Nina,” Eliot said before I was glancing at him and this fashionista. She harrumphed before she was pinching my chin. She turned my face to the left then to the right before she released her grip on my chin. I wanted to tell her that she cannot do that but I kept my mouth shut for I don’t know how influential this person was.

Not that I was not the daughter of the most influential physicist in Norway, that was.

“Well, she’s pretty but she has been neglecting some stuff on her side that I cannot help but to cringe for the ignorance that she gave to herself,” she said before I scoffed. I put my hands on the hips before I was facing the fashionista again.

“Then, excuse me if I was not taking car