The Revenge Of The Betrayed Bride
Then, finally, her sharp eyes met Ariana’s, softening just a little.
“Good afternoon, dear,” Amelia said warmly but calmly, sounding like she could be kind or firm at any moment.
“Good afternoon, ma,” Ariana replied, sitting down where Amelia pointed with a smooth gesture.
“So,” Amelia began, folding her hands on the desk, “you said you have something important for me. Let’s start there.”
Ariana leaned forward slightly. “Yes. As I mentioned earlier, it’s about Katherina Blackwood.”
“Ah.” Amelia tilted her head, her expression unreadable. “Before you continue, I need to ask do you mind if I record this? I want to make sure there’s no confusion.”
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