Zaria let out a sigh of relief when she made her way back to the VIP room in one piece. She had the facts on her side, but that did not mean she was ready to die! Even if she had to die, she would rather not end up in the hands of a heartless man like Jaime.
The room was quiet, so everyone noticed the return of Zaria, who had been gone for so long that it was almost questionable. "You took long, and you look pretty." Desmond broke the silence in an attempt to take everyone's attention away from Zaria.
While that did work, Zaria had the urge to stab the golden fork held leisurely between his fingers right into the side of his neck. How could he say something of that sort? Did he not know how to talk?
Initially, Zaria wasn't much of a threat, so no one cared about her. However, when Ava saw the little exchange and noticed that Zaria had glared at her so-called boss, and the latter seemed to be amused by it, she couldn't pretend to close one eye anymore.
