“Madam Amanda and Miss Isabelle have arrived.”
Amanda rarely came without notice, and during the recent turmoil the video scandal, Noah’s trial, both of them had barely shown their faces. The grand doors opened. Amanda entered first, elegant in a dark gown with glittering jewelry, followed by Isabelle with a cold expression, her steps brisk and confident.
“You look healthier than I heard.”
Liora rose and greeted them politely. “Good afternoon, Madam. Isabelle. Please, have a seat.”
They sat on the sofa across from Liora. A maid promptly served tea, then withdrew. For a moment, silence filled the room. Liora studied them, trying to guess the purpose of this visit. Strangely, they did not begin with their usual sharp remarks.
Amanda sipped her tea slowly, then set down the cup.
“I hear
