Chapter 197: Little Kitten
Something happened that Yvonne had not expected.
Liora Voss did not flinch, smirk, or ask the obvious question. She gave Yvonne a small nod instead, almost polite, and the faint curve at her lips looked perfectly at home on her face.
In her hand was a phone.
Yvonne's eyes dropped to the lit screen before Liora turned it away.
Little Kitten.
Yvonne did not know, at least not officially, who that contact name belonged to. But Elias's phone had been vibrating in his pocket the entire time, again and again, so steadily that even the stall door had failed to hide it.
There was no real mystery.
Little Kitten.
Painfully fitting.
