"I told you, I'm not interested in playing this game anymore. Stop pestering me." Liam Linden's expression was stiff as he brushed Faye Vaughn's hand from the corner of his shirt and yanked open the storage room door.
Outside the door stood Vincent Hawthorne and Vivian Windsor.
Seeing Liam Linden and Faye Vaughn, Vivian Windsor gasped and covered her mouth. "You two..."
Ever since the kidnapping, Faye Vaughn had found Vivian Windsor to be utterly insidious.
She gave Vivian Windsor a cool glance. "What about us?"
Vivian Windsor lowered her hand, her tone turning self-righteous. "What were you and Liam Linden doing, hiding in there so secretively?"
Faye Vaughn eyed her with a smirk. "What do you think we were doing? Having a tryst?"
Vivian Windsor acted shocked by her brazenness, pointing a finger at her. "So you and Liam Linden really are involved like that? How old is he? How could you..."
