The woman seemed concerned that Cynthia might not believe her, so as she spoke, she gracefully gestured to the ID badge pinned to the lapel of her suit.
Cynthia tilted her head and glanced at the badge. Sure enough, the name "Lucca" was printed in bold red letters, accompanied by a clear, neat photo of the woman herself. However, the moment Cynthia heard she was associated with Karl, her expression shifted subtly.
"And what business do you have with me?" she asked, her tone a touch cooler now.
Lucca smiled politely, her demeanor calm and composed. "Oh, it's nothing serious. Mr. Dylan simply wishes to invite Miss Lancaster over for a little chat."
Cynthia's lips curled into a cold, mocking smirk. A "chat" with Karl? She could guess where this was headed. Most likely, he was planning to use a mix of coercion and persuasion to force her to stay away from Vincent, just as he and his family had tried to tear them apart years ago.
