Noticing that Gena was truly seeking trouble, Amabel regretted not having brought the driver with her. If she had done so, this nuisance would have been shoved away a very long time ago.
However, being alone, didn't mean that she was hopeless. If there was one thing that she had learnt and grasped so well ever since she was driven to the edge, it was shamelessness.
Her skin had gotten so thick, that she was so shameless to play any kind of act as long as it benefits her.
Wanting to get rid of this nasty fly, a cunning smile blossomed on her face, taking Gena by surprise.
There was something eerie about that smile, that for a second, she kind of wanted to escape, but remembering that Amabel wasn't exactly as harmful as she made herself to be, she steeled her heart and stood there, waiting to see how she would act.
She wasn't convinced, and wanted to cause trouble.
