With her looks and presence, if she had been the one wearing Mr. Ivan's designs, she would have looked far better than Ashley.
As Tia's mind drifted further, she suddenly sensed something. A presence, fast, and aggressive. She instinctively turned her head, and locked eyes with Zac's dark, menacing glare.
A shiver shot down her spine. Fear gripped her instantly.
Zac's voice was low, meant only for the two of them. "What were you just looking at?"
Tia clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palm. The pain was the only thing keeping her from screaming. She forced herself to stay calm, steadying her voice as much as possible. "I wasn't looking at anything..."
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