Jimena entered the office gracefully, while Ariadna followed her with downcast eyes. After Ariadna updated her on her pending tasks, she went to fetch the coffee and documents Jimena had requested.

“Here’s your coffee, Mrs. Gutiérrez,” she said, glowering. “Hope you enjoy it.”

Jimena eyed the cup suspiciously. There was no way she was drinking anything delivered by Ariadna—at the very least, it might be laced with acid or rat poison.

“You know what? Keep it. I don’t want it anymore,” Jimena rep