Third Person's POV
Priscila's proud smile had vanished when she heard her own voice coming from nathalie's pen recorder.
She was baffled for a while but that didn't manage to escape from nathalie's gaze.
"Oh, this?" nathalie said while looking at the black and silvery pen on her right hand.
"It's uncle alex's." she added.
Nathalie stood up from sitting and look at Priscila who seemed like she had just lost her tongue.
Satisfied, nathalie then dropped another bomb in front of priscila.
"Right!" she exclaimed like someone who just remember something, "your minion, pink flip flops, I caught him."
Priscila's face becomes paler than before. Her thoughts are in distraught. She never imagined this girl could ruin her game or is it really her game in the first place?
Nathalie was te
