Zara was shocked to see Holland in the car that stopped directly in of her.
"Mr. Bram…Bramston?" Zara said in shock.
Zara flinched at Holland's smile since it was determined and frigid.
Well, well, Zara, he remarked with a patronizing tone in his voice. I'm glad to see you here. You look gorgeous tonight, I must say.
Unease swept over Zara, making her feel uneasy. Holland was not the type of person she had anticipated meeting at a club party. She was aware that his presence would only cause problems.
What on earth are you doing, Mr. Bramston? Zara inquired while attempting to remain calm.
Still flashing that ominous smile, Holland reclined on his automobile seat.
He said indifferently, "This is one of my many relaxation spots in this city. I'm even surprised to see you in this kind of place. I thought you were Miss goody-two shoes."
