Chapter 85 Jasmine’S Pov

• “I didn’t know you knew Bradley Pittsburg,” a voice quipped from behind me and startled me briefly before I turned around in my chair in saw Mr. Hollen leaning on the closed door, hands inside his pants pockets, looking at me with raised eyebrows.
• “Umm, yeah.... I knew him since college,” I answered.
• His grey eyes locked on me, burning me to my soul. He twitched his bottom lip as if he had a distasteful substance in his mouth. He straightened his posture and his suit and I couldn’t help but to see how damn sexy and even more handsome he but he was upset about something.