Chapter 52
- I crossed my arms and leaned back in the chair, my eyes locked on him with a steady, unbothered gaze.
- "How do you think I got the role?" I asked coolly, throwing the question back at him like a loaded gun.
- Jason’s jaw tightened. His patience was clearly hanging by a thread. And then, right on cue, he snapped slamming his palm against the table with a force that rattled the cutlery.