CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
“And who the hell are you?” Esme rolled her eyes as Zara approached them.
“Zara. I'm Zara..” Zara replied, flashing a smile at Esme as she turned to face Naya.
She was looking for her and decided to check the side of the palace, then she only came to witness some shenanigans.
Esme's face immediately scrunched up in a scowl at the mention of Zara's name. She clearly didn't like her, and Naya could sense the tension between them. It was clear that Esme saw Zara as a threat, and was not happy to see her here.
“What are you doing here?” Esme demanded.
“Naya, how do you cope working with someone like her?” Zara asked as she shook her head, looking at Esme sarcastically.
“Now look…” she began in a stern voice as she grabbed Esme by her elbow forcefully.
“The next tim
