Mathilda’s POV

“Go shopping with her — she’ll show you the best clothes. If you find something that fits, I just hope your body can actually fit into the boutique’s dresses,” Paula said with her usual sarcastic tone as she approached me, standing in front of a mannequin. She gestured toward a boutique assistant who was walking our way.

“What do you think?” Fredric appeared beside her, his presence somehow making the air heavier.

“I told that salesgirl to assist Mathilda,” Paula said smugly. “I