Isabelle turned her head and glanced coldly at Cassandra.
The Crestwood Regal now belonged to the Frost family, and tonight's dinner was hosted by her for the Queen of Eldmark.
This top-quality Bering Sea king crab had cost her a fortune, all to please Queen Isolde and encourage her to put more money into the undersea tunnel.
And yet it was Eleanor, not a professional, who had come to take the crab apart.
Worst of all, the tools for it hadn't even been set out.
Isabelle wasn't stupid. She knew Cassandra was behind this arrangement.
In dealing with Eleanor, she and Cassandra were on the same side. After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
But she didn't trust Cassandra.
If it weren't for Julian's backing, Cassandra's family wouldn't even have been worthy of sitting at the same
