I looked at my phone screen, my eyebrow furrowing in disarray. Who's she?
"Do I know you?" I questioned, and I earned a peal of laughter as a response.
"I have something juicy to share with you, and I'm sure you wouldn't want me to reveal it to the public," I scoffed.
"Meet me at Swan Restaurant in the next thirty minutes," I spoke, and she hung up on me. I brought my phone down from my ear and then gazed at my phone screen.
The audacity.
Who the hell is she? A foe or an ally?
"What happened?"
"An unknown person, and to be precise, it was a lady; she said what a great performance and doesn't know when Anika Dantes, the head of the Haven design team, became an actress overnight," I relayed the message the way I heard it, and Stella chuckled.
"Is she drunk?"
"Let's head to your restaurant. She should be there, or she will meet me there in the next thirty minutes," I responded, and Stella nodded, changing her route immediately.
