Luisa looked outside her window, waiting for the walls to crash down on her. It was like she was standing in a war zone, waiting for the bomb to explode on her face.
What was her mother doing here? Why did she appear to know the Count? She was not surprised that her uncle knew the Count and her boss, but her mother, knowing the Count, did not make any sense.
Of course, the Count and the Prince were royalties. Her mother, as a journalist, might have encountered their names in some stories. But she sensed that it was more than that.
The Count looked at her mother with familiarity. As if they had a secret that they were not sharing. They might not say more than a few words, but she felt the tension between them. She believed it had nothing to do with this incident.
"Hey, do you want something to eat?" Evan asked, concerned about her condition and troubled by the continued rift between mother and daughter. "I can order something."
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