"Are you a pig?" Laurel furrowed her brows when she saw how Hazel was eating two portions of lamb chop, which was cooked perfectly, because she was pregnant.
"I am pregnant, remember? I eat for two, and I don't appreciate the name-calling," Hazel replied.
She drank her mineral water and put it down a little bit harshly; for a split second, Laurel could see a murderous intention in Hazel's eyes, but it disappeared almost immediately, making her question what she saw.
"What is your end game? What do you want with Ranon?" Laurel didn't beat around the bush. She was beautiful, and today she dyed her hair in blue color, which not many people could pull off but she did, and it looked perfect on her.
"I am serious with him." Hazel could lie through her teeth with no problem at all. She could be very convincing when she wanted to.
"Don't try to lie to me."
