“So, it’s fine if I’m the red zone… right?” Azalea tilts her head while wearing her a cunning smile.
The cold stagnant air in the room is then mixed with tension and silent doubt.
“Azalea!” Blair shouts; her voice echoes with anger and unrest. She almost slammed her hands on the table but Evan stopped her by grabbing her wrist.
“Right,” she said with a smug look while relaxing her back. After spending little effort to ease the tension inside the room, Azalea laughs gently. She continues on with a teasing tone which is neither provoking nor thoughtless. “I want to have this matter resolved in a more discreet way, so I’ll give you a gift in the form of information. To be honest, it’s not a secret; it’s easy to find out if you just searched my name in the internet.”
Upon hearing her su
