Through the drawn off blinders, Diana looked out of the waiting room in which she was seated.
She watched as the boarding room which was located right next to the waiting room, filled up one by one.
Diana did not recognize even a single face in the crowd.
She used to see all these rich people when she was young and her father would take her to Sarmiento’s parties and events.
But Diana focused more on protecting herself and eating up, rather than the faces of those people.
“Is there some sort of meeting?” Diana asked, as she spun around on her heels and found Jared to be sitting on one of the couches in the waiting room.
Adrian had assigned Jared and two other guards, who stood outside the waiting room, to take care of Diana and to make sure that no one reached out to see her.
“Yes!”
