A quiet resolve hardening within her as Selina eyes turned cold enough to make Clarissa flinch.
Clarissa shifted her gaze aside, unsettled by the terrifying coldness in Selina's expression—sharp enough to shatter her composure. But she reminded herself there was no reason to fear her own sister, the one who had always been the weaker one. Selina had never dared to challenge her… until now.
Clarissa narrowed her brows as she turned back, her eyes hardening into an icy, infuriated glare.
But Selina didn't flinch. She stood her ground, calm and unyielding.
"If the elevator is malfunctioning," Selina began firmly, her tone edged with restrained anger, "shouldn't the company take immediate action to ensure safe movement for its staff?"
Her words carried an unmistakable sting of indignation. The flash of defiance on Selina's face seemed to amuse Clarissa, who responded with a mocking smile.
