"Is there anything new?" Esme asked, her voice steady, cutting through the silence like a cold blade. She wasn't one to dwell on things, and clearly, last night's dinner wasn't worth her time anymore.
Helga, equally composed and precise, kept her eyes on the road, but something flickered in her mind. "Yes," she replied, her voice void of warmth, "I nearly forgot." She paused, as if choosing her words carefully. "Yesterday, the second madam of the Aron Group—"
Esme's eyebrow arched slightly, her tone flat. "Second aunt?"
Helga nodded. "Yes, second aunt. Her eldest daughter… she's been arrested."
Esme's expression barely shifted, but there was a brief flicker of curiosity behind her cold gaze. "Arrested? Why?"
