Dylan ’s POV
Everywhere became silent as Cara stormed out of the shop. I could still feel the impact of what Cara had cause in the shop, the scent of her arrogance lingering like a bad odor. I clenched my fists, feeling the anger simmering just beneath the surface.
“Sibel,” I muttered, turning to her, my voice barely above a whisper. “Do you want me to get rid of her for good?” The words came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn't help it. Cara’s attitude was unbearable, and I knew if it were up to me, she’d never bother Sibel again.
Sibel stood there, looking composed with steez despite everything that had just happened. The way she faced Cara down without losing her cool, it was one of the many reasons I admired her... That is true leadership. But now, I needed to know. If she gave the word, I’d make sure Cara never crossed our path again. And never bother her and oppress the weak.