"Hi, Cassie. What a coincidence to meet you here. How have you been?" Marlon extended his hand for a handshake but retracted it when Erik glared at him.
"I'm doing well now. Got a name for myself as a ramp model here in Italy." She laughed lightly. She turned to look at Aryana with a question mark on her face.
"And who is this pretty lady over here?" She sounded amiable but Aryana felt malice deep inside her. She can easily read people and at a glance, she could tell that Cassie was wearing a mask of pretense in front of Erik and Marlon.
"I am the secretary. Aryana Jones." She did not wait for Erik or Marlon to speak up. She extended her hand for a handshake. Cassie took it and held it quite tightly. Aryana frowned and retracted her hand.
"You guys heading out for dinner? Mind if I join you?" Cassie said in a charming voice. No man should be able to deny that request.
