In a corner of the store, Kiba looked at the projection with a smile. He rubbed the bridge of his nose while remembering the woman who acted as the host.
Theresa.
He has met her on her eighteenth birthday two years ago in Delta City. He recalled the party she hosted and the conversation they had. She has known about his business interests so she wanted him to hire her. She has asked for rather a very high monetary package but Kiba entertained her wishes.
"That was a terrific business proposition," Kiba thought with a smile. "She has lived up to her hype in the city even if not here."
He cleared his thoughts and focused on the present scenario.
Ashlyn, in the meantime, looked at him and tried to read his face. She has a faint suspicion Kiba was responsible for everything that has happened so far.
She recalled his words on a fragile ego and the greatest form of psychological revenge. She wondered if this was a part of it.
