Chapter 219

　　Ariana's POV

　　I nodded. "Yes, Miss Natasha. Understood."

　　She turned and walked away. Her heels clicked on the floor.

　　I picked up the tray; my hands were shaking.

　　The cups rattled the teapot wobbled. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I tried to steady my hands.

　　I tried to prepar...