Cecilia's face froze for a moment. Her mouth parted slightly as if to respond, but no sound came out. Then slowly, the corners of her lips curled into a smile not because she was genuinely happy to meet him, but because the game had just gotten more interesting.
Because yes this was exactly what Jessica wanted.
She wanted Cecilia to squirm, to feel uncomfortable, to feel beneath her. And now that Giovanni was here, looking effortlessly composed and clearly devoted to her, Jessica saw an opportunity.
A new angle.
Because in her twisted little world, there was no better way to make Cecilia feel small than to remind her subtly or not that Giovanni, her husband, was the one person who could make her question everything. His presence alone could shift the entire energy in the room. And Jessica wasn't going to let that go to waste.
