Besides, he was waiting for her leaning on the door of his magnificent Ferrari, arms and legs crossed in a pause of sovereign condemnation, even more accentuated by his grey suit with an impeccable cut.
When he saw her, he straightened up, greeted his parents politely and then Astieme before opening the door on the passenger side.
- Get in.
Ariadne returned his cold glance and did not show any emotion whatsoever.
- Very well. Turning to her parents, she soothed them.
- Don't worry, this is something I have to take care of myself. Don't wait for me.
