Both Pellington and the supervisor froze, their gazes snapping between me and the elegant woman standing in the doorway.
“You… you know him?” Pellington asked, disbelief dripping from his voice.
The supervisor’s brow furrowed. “Madam, how exactly do you know Kael?”
I stepped forward, my tone flat but steady.
“I’m Kael. What do you want from me?”
Her lips curved slowly, “So it’s really you,” she murmured. “The one I’ve been looking for all this time.”
My eyes narrowed. “Why?”
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze unreadable.
“Let’s talk outside.”
As I moved past Pellington, he leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear.
“Kael… please, mention me to her. A good word—anything.”
I brushed his hand off without a word and followed the woman out.
Outside, a sleek obsidian car wai
