"How is she doing there?" Dominic asked, his voice barely a whisper, a tremor of unease running through it.
Kelly, caught off guard, tilted her head in confusion. "W-Who?" she responded, her mind struggling to grasp who he was referring to.
"That woman," Dominic replied, a hint of irritation lacing his voice.
"Who exactly are you referring to?" she pressed, her brows narrowing, her curiosity piqued.
"Nina!" he burst out, his anger a sudden, sharp storm.
"Do you mean, you are the one who sent Nina to the villa?" Kelly's eyes widened in surprise, a hint of anger simmering beneath the surface. She saw a flicker of warning in Dominic's eyes, a silent command to stop asking, to just answer his question. He must be running out of patience.
"That damn woman..." she stopped herself from cursing, biting back the words that threatened to spill out. "She... she is doing good at her job."
