Rabia, convinced she'd leave Zahara speechless, froze when she heard the response, her eyes wide with shock and confusion.
Zahara caught Rabia's stunned expression, her lips curling into a sardonic smile. "What I painted," she said coolly, "is just how I see him from different angles."
She elaborated further. "While Mr. Brown often comes off as cold and detached. I see him as someone kind and upright."
"For instance, after Drake's downfall, there was no need for him to stir up any more trouble. But he still went out of his way to clear my name. And even after the mishap with the dress, he didn't just toss us out of the banquet."
Turning her gaze to Xavier, Zahara's eyes met his just as he was looking at her.
Xavier wore a faint smile, his pleasure barely concealed, as if the image of
