Cassidy didn't mean to get caught smirking, but when the brunette she thought as Irish showed her an appalled expression, she was glad she did.
Perhaps, she saw through her mischievous thoughts. Her perplexed reaction is understandable either, especially since she knows how she used to see her as this meek and brooding little woman who probably never smirked this way at her before.
'Cecilia told me a lot of useful things about Lady Irish over there. She said that she could easily oppress me because I never fought back before. I also couldn't defend myself since everyone was always dubious of me due to my reserved nature...' Cassidy mulled silently as she continued locking eye contact with the brunette.
'Now, it's time to change people's impressions and turn that to my advantage.'
Olivia had to put her hand on her sister's shoulder just to make her snap out of her thunderstruck state.
