Dahlia's POV
The moment those words left my lips, Ivana's confident expression crumbled like a house of cards.
Cobb's face darkened immediately, his features twisting with barely contained fury. "Dahlia, Ivana was defending you, and this is how you show your gratitude? You're completely heartless. Take back what you said."
His command cut through the private dining room like a blade, thick with rage that made the air feel suffocating.
Ivana's eyes instantly filled with crocodile tears as she clutched Cobb's arm desperately. "Cobb, please don't be upset. I know Dahlia has always despised me and found ways to hurt me, but I can handle it. It's my own fault for constantly irritating her."
The sight of Ivana's pathetic performance made my stomach turn. I cut through her act with ice-cold precision. "Save your breath. I have no interest in listening to your sob story."
