"You have the nerve to tattle to my handler about my private business!"
Her saliva splatter on his face. And his smirk was gone and was replaced with a dangerous grin.
But she didn't look scared because it was obvious that she popped some before she came to his place.
'She got hooked on her own merchandise,' he thought smugly as he stared at her yelling at his face.
"I'm almost there! I can get revenge on Lilly Rose but you just have to ruin things for me! What were you thinking?"
But he didn't answer. He stepped back without taking his eyes off her and calmly sat down on the armchair.
The house was quiet. His guards were all out of the house. He had informed them to step out once Tiffany arrived.
He was waiting for her. He knew she would come because he did whisper in some ears of what Tiffany did in Dubai.
"Really?" He asked.
