Delilah’s heart raced, but she forced herself to appear calm. Her fingers curled slightly at her sides, her nails pressing into her palms as she tried to steady her breathing.
"Oh," she said with an even tone, "so you’re his ex-assistant."
Lucia's eyes roamed over Delilah, her gaze lingering on the crisp blouse and tailored trousers. A flicker of disdain danced across her face, her lips curling into a subtle sneer.
Lucia chuckled lightly, the sound low and syrupy. "Yeah, you could say ex-assistant," she said, the word dripping with sarcasm.
Her gaze swept over Delilah once more, as if assessing her worth. "It's nice meeting you," Lucia added, her tone laced with insincerity.
Delilah’s lips pressed into a thin line before she replied, her voice carefully neutral. "Likewise."
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