0.130 The Rejected Truce

"Good evening, Mr Antiano," Ariana brought her hand forth with a pristine smile on her face. 

She watched as the old man glanced down at her hand as though it were a ticking bomb before he took her handshake with a forced smile.

"Evening, Miss Jatropesh," Romano Antiano greeted with a repressed smile.

Ariana held in her laughter from the sour face he had from interacting with her. It wasn't like it was the first time they were meeting but they always preferred to stay out of each other's way for the sake of civility.

Seeing her smiling at him after he had stolen her cosmetics must sit very unwell with him and that was all she needed.

"Evening, Mr Antiano. Been a long time since Paris, huh?" She turned to the young lad beside him.

She knew his family still didn't know about her relationship with him so she was playing cool like they were only just meeting after the trip to Madam Belle Le Grand's Gala.