Her mesmerizing defensive side

"Vera?" 

A frown displayed across Zane's face over the sight of the woman walking up to him.

The fresh suit she wore, embraced the dark aura despite the white color. Something about her was intimidating. 

"Good afternoon" Vera flashed a smile. It quieted down the man for seconds. He scowled. Swimming in the ocean of thoughts to express the perplexity. 

Why was she here instead of his uncle? Clearly, she was not the one he looked forward to encounter right here.

"Where is my uncle?"

Zane threw a question.

And the woman tilted her head. "I thought he had already informed you about the situation?" Vera asked.

"What kind of situation?" Zane voiced. The displeased frown across his face tickled the woman somehow. 

He was already annoyed by her presence while she had done absolutely nothing.

It was hilarious; as if he was not concerned about her condition after bomb accident days ago.

Now, he was behaving arrogant.