Ariana’s lips parted slightly, but not a single word slipped out. She struggled to understand what Maya said. She had been living with Vincent for almost a week now and not once had he or Daryl mentioned Maya.
Besides, why did he need a total stranger to marry when she was here?
The thought that he might be keeping Maya by his side as a mistress doesn’t want to get married made her blood run cold.
Seconds later, she smiled, politely, just as she had been taught by Daryl.
“That’s… wonderful,” she said softly, her voice steady, even though her chest was tightening with every word. “I’m sure Mr. Blackthorn appreciates having someone as reliable as you. You both suit each other.”
Maya sharpened her gaze, hoping to intimidate Ariana, just as she had done to the other secretaries befor
