Rachel felt her heart sinking inside her stomach. She had made sure to blend in, looking like the others and it usually work granted that it was her job to come into a place under new identity every where Paollo Huang told her. How did Ilyana noticed it? Did she put an eye on her ever since she stepped into the club? Or was it her animalistic instinct that revealed everything in plain sight for herself.
She gulped while Ilyana looked hurt.
"No, No of course! I will be glad if the Lady herself would like to dine with me," Rachel fixed herself and gained back her composure. She didn't want to mess up and be the next soul taken by Ilyana tonight. They stared at each other and Ilyana curved her eyes with a happy smile.
