JANNI lifted her head from the document that she has been reading when the door to her office opened.
The glass door almost rattles at the force.
She noticed the raised brow of the other half of the Petrov twin who just came in. The sound of her stiletto clamor for attention.
She, Cane, Belle, and Thirdy was the children in their generation who were close in age. Although, Janni still is the youngest at twenty-four in their twenty-eight.
“It’s a Monday morning, Belle. That face could bring bad luck for the whole week.” She muttered as she continues working.
The other woman’s electric blue eyes glistened in silent anger. She occupied one of the chairs in front of Janni’s table.
“You knew of Mama’s latest business issue?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“It should not come from m
