The woman barely acknowledged the necklace Carl had just taken from me, twirling it between her fingers as if it were nothing special. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and tilted her head, scrutinizing me with mild curiosity.
“This girl looks familiar. Have we met before?” she asked, her voice smooth but indifferent.
Carl waved dismissively, not even glancing in my direction. “She’s the one I saved a while ago.”
A slow smile spread across the woman’s face. “Mr. Lewis, always so caring,” she said with a playful lilt. “I heard she works as your secretary now. Is she... your secret girlfriend?”
Her tone dripped with amusement, as if the very idea was some kind of inside joke.
"Miss Eve, you're hilarious," Carl scoffed, his voice dripping with disdain. "Why would I ever let someone like her get a piece of my wealth? I only gave her the job because her family’s poor and pitiful."
Then he turned to me, his frown deepening. "Why are you still here?"