"Sis, should I congratulate you on joining IRIS LUXE?" Clarissa's lips curled into a bright smile that only accentuated her beauty.
But Selina wasn't fooled. That smile was nothing but a veil, concealing her sister's true intent.
Selina returned a faint smile of her own—cool and distant enough to dim Clarissa's brilliance.
"If only you still cared about my success, I have no reason to refuse. I suppose we'll be seeing each other more often now, and there won't be any hurdles. Let's work together." Her tone carried a subtle sting of sarcasm, though her last line was genuine—if only it could be. She didn't want to be caught in another exhausting rivalry.
Still, she knew better than to believe in such a delusion.
"Selina, shouldn't you be cautious about what might happen to you and IRIS LUXE if your little, terrible past comes to light?" Clarissa's voice was soft, yet every word dripped with threat.
