Spring had finally made its debut; it was threatening to be over seventy degrees with no chance of rain. Certainly, mother earth did not fail to comply with her promises. It meant the older sibling had to keep her word; today, Isabella felt-no needed to witness the ancient art of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. As promised, Esmeralda would company the young girl after school. One afternoon of the week, the two Cardona Sisters would spent the time reconnecting the bond set since the birth of the princess. Her muscles ached from earlier exercise and as for the dark circles under her eyes from the sleepless nights. For Isabella, Esmeralda would all she could to keep her smiling. Her slender tanned fingers brushed her hair back as she took another sip of coffee. Mentally, her brain thanked her for the shot of the bitter stimulant drug; caffeine. Her eyes fluttered shut, and enjoy the brief moment of solitude. It been so long...

"Pedimos disculpas por la intrusión."

The Spanish beauty was startled by a masculine voice, her eyes flew opened to reveal the beautiful green eyes which she was named for. In her line of vision she notice a man, standing in a expensive black suit. Esmeralda could tell the famous info broker by the glimmer in his eye and the black book in hand. His tired eyes that claimed his face from probably from overtime gloating. 

“Miss Cardona...La Diabla”

God, how she detest that name and yet, so little she have done to be compare such as so.

Esmeralda smiled sweetly at the man and her right hand gripped on the metal fork as she carefully slice her delight in half. Any wrong move, she won't hesitate to stab the young man in his neck. "I have told you countless of time. I do not do interviews outside the office." Her soft accent did little to hide the irritation rising from her voice.