“Do you think we need to be worried?” Arora gets up from behind her desk as the rest of her team piles into her office.
“Unfortunately, with my mother, you never know. She has connections and information that would scare even the toughest of councillors.” The deep frown on his forehead makes Arora feel uneasy.
They don’t have time to deal with more drama. They have to prepare for the council meeting, and she gives everyone their instructions before taking a seat behind her desk. Dremon sits on the edge of her desk next to her, crossing his arms. She can feel that he wants to say something, anything, but what is there to say under these circumstances. They can only prepare for what is ahead.
“Are you okay?” Concern not only in his voice but also written all over his face. She doesn’t wan
