Mother's Interrogation

Lydia's POV

The stunning woman sitting across from me felt infinitely more like a ruthless interrogator than a casual corporate guest. Her dark eyes locked onto mine, unblinking and sharp.

"So, Lydia, tell me about you something..." she said. The casual tone did not match the intense scrutiny in her gaze. My heart hammered against my ribs. Who was she? Why did her mere presence make my palms sw