Della’s POV
After contemplating for quite a long time, I sighed.
“Follow me,” I uttered, walking past her to open the door. No harm in listening to her. After all, if her words’ not really important and necessary, I could just forget about it. And if she indeed had something useful, then it’s more reason why I should listen to her.
As a lycan, and with Diana with me, I’m confident that she won’t be able to do anything in me even if she wanted to.
“Ms. Della, you’re back. Do you want–” Diana’s words stopped when she saw Nancy following me inside.
She looked show, and her eyes shifted back and forth between me and Nancy for a couple of times. She was speechless and probably very confused as to why I let her in.
Diana looked at me questioningly. I gave her an assuring smile and nodded for her to continue with her work. “You can go on. I’ll just have a talk with her.”