A minute had passed in silence with Zoey staring at Ivan as her eyes grew solemn. "Is that an order?" She inquired, sighing as she crossed her arms under her chest.
"Of course, it's not. Unless he doesn't want to see you again." Taking his silence as the answer she was looking for, Zoey nodded her head as she shrugged her shoulders.
"Tell him I won't meet him tonight nor I plan on marrying him, ever. Understand? Take this back and return it to him... I don't need it." Sounding more threatening despite her calm tone, Zoey pointed her chin towards the small box Ivan delivered that came from Nikolai Silvestri.
"Sis, why do you always defy him? If not for him, your birth father would have erased you in this world." Out of curiosity, Ivan remained standing to where he was at as he stared at Zoey with eyes full of question marks.
