Chapter 33

Every time she asked for answers about what happened to her, Clara would just smile with meaning. Cunning, of course. When did that beautiful woman ever do something good for her? Fathia hoped for a lot, yet all Clara said was, "You don't need to worry about Sebastian. He's safe with me, if that's what you want to know."

"Clara the Fox is just so infuriating. What does she want? Ugh! That darn Fox!"

Before her lips could finish uttering curses, the figure that had been bothering her appeared at the doorway. Smirking cunningly. Her red-painted lips formed a figure that exuded both sexiness and elegance intertwined. Unfortunately, in Fathia's eyes, she was nothing more than the most deceitful woman who was now imprisoning her.

Whatever her intentions were, Fathia had to start preparing herself.

"Good afternoon, Fathia."

The girl chose to purse her lips. Her eyes returned to the TV displaying a series about