|Carmella|
“What did you say?” Theodore’s voice cut through the silence, low and edged with irritation as he fixed me with a cold stare. I bit my lower lip, resisting the urge to look away, even though his intensity was hard to bear.
“I said,” I repeated evenly, “that if you’re interested, you could join me for the private meeting I’ll have with the other leaders of the Trinity Alliance. And that will be the night before the annual general meeting on the next four days.”
Theodore’s frown deepened, and I could see skepticism settling into his expression.
“And why would you invite me, of all people? Aren’t you worried about what I might find out in that meeting—and how I might use it against you? And the other leaders, Carmella—they’ll never agree to let an outsider like me sit in on su
