"What are you muttering?"
"Oh, nothing. It's just that, I was thinking…" Rosella dragged her words.
"What?" the awkward woman felt something amiss.
"Can you really trap me here, Denise?" asked Rosella with a smile that did not reach her eyes.
Panic arouses in the awkward woman when she heard that name. But her instinct told her to play dumb.
"Wh… what, what are you, you, talking about?"
It did not cross Denise's mind that Rosella could figure out her real identity. She had been careful when dealing with the other women around Lucius.
She does not believe that the woman in front of her, the so called fated mate, could discover her identity. No, when she disguises herself in real life.
