Meanwhile, Evelyn sat back in her seat, crossing her arms around her chest with a smirk, completely at ease. She seemed to be enjoying the chaos, her eyes flicking between Olivia and Bree like she was watching a particularly entertaining drama unfold.
Amanda, on the other hand, was thoroughly entertained, a small grin tugging at her lips—until her gaze landed on Ulva. She stiffened. The way Ulva was eyeing Bree sent an unnatural chill down her spine. Her stare wasn't just sharp—it was lethal, like a wild animal moments away from tearing into its prey. A shiver crawled up Amanda's arms. How could someone look that scary? "Bree," she warned, her voice trembling slightly.
Bree flicked her gaze to Amanda, still smirking. Then, with exaggerated nonchalance, she raised her hands in a mock surrender. "Relax, Mandy. I'm just having a little fun."
