Chapter 212 Chapter Two Hundred And Twelve

• Alessia stood her ground, her arms crossed over her chest as she stared at Jason. The tension in the room was almost palpable. His eyes were wild, a storm brewing in them that she couldn’t quite calm, no matter how much she wanted to. He was spiralling, and she could feel it.
• It was almost as if Jason couldn't trust anyone. Not even Alessia, his wife.
• Jason began to remember how she had started off as his personal assistant and how she had slowly climbed the ladder to be his wife.