Esmeralda's Assistant was talking about how technical it was to gather information about Brandy but it was none of her problem.
All she cared about were the results and not the process simple. That was on her men, she wouldn't keep them If they were incompetent.
Esmeralda didn't comment further but focused on her Pomeranian. To others, it might look like a normal sight of a lady petting her dog but it was different for Esmeralda.
It was a form of solace for her, feeling that soft white fur, it calmed the madness in her threatening to break free but she wouldn't let her dark side take over and let them win.
She had fallen prey to their plans before but no more. She was going to show the world that they should think twice before messing with Esmeralda. Her emerald eyes gleamed with something evil behind those eyes as an evil smirk made its way to her face.
