Evelyn stood, her arms folded as she watched Anastasia walk into the living room with quiet confidence.
Her heels clicked against the tiled floor, and her eyes met Evelyn's without flinching.
"Sit down," Evelyn said finally, her tone cold and firm.
Anastasia took a seat without a word, her back straight and her gaze steady.
"Are you here for the offer I placed before you?" Evelyn asked, studying her closely.
"No ma'am," Anastasia replied calmly. "I'm here to let you know what we need to do."
Evelyn's brows lifted slightly. She hadn't expected such a bold answer. "What to do? I don't understand that."
Anastasia took a deep breath. She could feel her heartbeat racing, but she held her ground. 'Stay strong, Ana… This is your moment. Don't back down.'
"I understand that the Harrington family is a powerful and unique family," Anastasia began, her voice measured.
