Chapter 36 2 Million Dollar Debt
- George sank back into the couch, his hands gripping his forehead. Damn.
- His head throbbed, but it wasn’t just the aftermath of last night’s drinking—it was her. Sophia. Her attitude. Her damn obsession with status.
- He let out a bitter chuckle, shaking his head. A black card. That was what she was furious about?