Lisa’s POV
As I reached the dining table, I found only Anne seated, leisurely sipping a cup of coffee. Our eyes met, and she smirked at me, a gesture I found incredibly irritating, but I chose to ignore her and took my seat. Nathan hadn’t arrived yet, so it was just the two of us.
I took a bite of my pancake, but my attention drifted to Anne. My gaze narrowed as I took in her outfit…a dangerously low-cut top that shamelessly flaunted her cleavage, in fact only her n*****s were covered. Irritation prickled at me, especially knowing that Nathan would be joining us soon. He would see her like this.
“Anne, don’t you think that dress is inappropriate?” I asked, my voice laced with annoyance.
She lifted her head slowly, her eyes meeting mine with feigned innocence.
“Excuse me?”
“You are no
