Jasper Sherwood was silent for a few seconds.
He then gave a soft chuckle. "I would never kill myself. I'm going to live on."
He couldn't possibly abandon his family for some phantom of a person.
Zane Wyatt leaned against the wall, a devil-may-care look on his face. "So you don't like her anymore, huh? In that case, I'm going full throttle. I always regretted she didn't meet me first. Since you've given up, I won't be holding back."
He smoothed his hair. "I've got some looks, you know. Heard about that talent show I'm on? I got voted into the top twenty. Out of more than a hundred contestants, I charged into the top twenty. Putting aside The Royal Clan ahead of me, my talent speaks for itself, doesn't it?"
Jasper Sherwood: "..."
He gave him a cool, sidelong glance. "It's nothing special."
Zane Wyatt: "..."
