"What's your plan?" Damian Sterling blocked every escape route for Emma Hart, standing before her like an insurmountable wall, or rather, a king making his presence felt.
Over just a pair of shoes? Was this man serious? Could a woman not be more important than a pair of shoes? The look on Nina Waters' face was utterly wasted.
If Nina knew that the executive she had been flirting with was now completely ignoring her ruined makeup, focusing instead on a pair of shoes, would she be heartbroken? Lifting her head, Emma caught Damian's intimidating gaze. His eyes profound, seemed to emit a chill, his sharp gaze landing on Emma, making her hastily divert her eyes.
Why was he glaring at her again? "So... you think the makeup used by celebrities isn't all that great?" Emma ventured with a foolish smile, thinking she was cleverly changing the subject. Looking towards the hallway, she thought of the old saying, "The best plan is to retreat."
