Chapter 43:
Gina POV
“You’re Diane,” I breathed, my composure slipping for half a second.
She smiled, just barely. “So the rumors were true. You’ve been busy.”
I forced a polite, almost mocking chuckle. “I’ve heard about you. But I didn’t realize you were still around.”
“Oh, I never left,” she replied smoothly. “I just stopped being visible. Makes it easier to watch people like you work.”
I straightened. “Well, unless you’ve bumped into me to offer skincare tips or borrow a lighter, I’m not sure what this is about.”
Diane stepped closer, eyes narrowed. “Don’t play coy, Gina. You’ve been pulling strings like a shadow puppeteer. But puppets tend to tangle… and when they do, they break.”
There was a silence between us so thick you could cut it with a diamond.
I recovered with a slow,
