"Making trouble?"
Vivienne's delicate brows knitted together, her aura turning frosty enough to make the room temperature plummet.
Who would dare cause a scene at Horizon Trade Group's exhibition hall? They must have nerves of steel!
Delilah took one look at Vivienne's reaction and smirked viciously, jabbing a finger toward Alaric who stood casually with hands in pockets. "That trash over there! Not only is he disrupting things, but he actually demanded to see you. When I called him out, the bastard had the gall to say I wasn't qualified to work here! Can you believe this i***t?"
Vivienne shot Delilah a withering glare. Though she despised the woman's bootlicking attitude, she held her tongue—Delilah was still company personnel.
With the sleek grace of a panther, she strode toward Ala
