"Who is this critter?"
The woman wearing a Chanel coat over tattered jeans slid down the Dior sunglasses that she was wearing with her index finger to look at Iris up and down in a degrading manner.
Iris gulped down the saliva that had been pooling at the back of her throat. She could not believe her eyes. When Calixto asked her to prepare her things for a few days' trips, she didn't expect that they were going to see this woman who was seizing her up as though she was a lowlife creature that had no right to stand in front of her.
She was the first woman that she guessed as Calixto's relative because they had the same eye colors. She was just blind guessing but when Calixto saw her and he smirked smugly and then praised her for a job well done, she knew that this woman was indeed Calixto's relative.
