Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 112

Chapter 112: From Hell

"Do I need to repeat myself, Ash Cassius?" I asked, feeling irritated.

"First time you've called me by my full name, Sapphire Jade." He smirked, taking the phone from his pocket. "I loved it. Say it again-I'll record it this time." I raised an eyebrow. What the hell?

I lunged for his phone with thoughts of throwing it off a rooftop, or smashing it to bits. But he quickly pulled it away, grinning.

"I don't have time for your games," I said, my voice firm.

He smiled. "Well, I have plenty of time."

"I'm not in the mood, Ash. I'm warning you."

I hate it. Why wasn't he intimidated by me like everyone else?

He took out what was inside the bag he was holding, and my forehead creased as I saw it was a strawberry cake.

"You like this, don't you? I bought it for you," he said, holding the cup out toward me, but I didn't take it.

But my stomach growled so badly, so I stepped aside from my pride for now.

"There's a reason I came here," he said, smiling as I ate the strawberry cake. "If you want to know why, have breakfast with me, Sapphire."

I COULDN'T understand how the hell I ended up here, sitting across from him in a restaurant here in my condo building, eating breakfast with my enemy.

"Were you starving for a month? Slow down," Ash said, seeing how I'd been shoveling rice into my mouth nonstop.

I'm only like this because I'm nervous, jerk.

I wanted to say it, but I knew he'd misinterpret it, so I swallowed the words.

top-tier chefs, huh?"

had vibrated three times.

call log. "Isn't that why you're here? She told me earlier that you'd bring me if I wanted to know what she

wasn't planning to go there," he said, making me look at him in surprise. "I told her clearly-I'm not interested in

eyebrow. "Then why are you

is

making me freeze. My breath caught

wanted

making his voice sound

quickly, trying to shake off the questions flooding my

mean by that?" I asked, but he didn't

as if he didn't hear me, Ash continued

He seemed prepared too; as soon as

said, hoping he'd respond. "Where have you been?

In fact, he seemed to have anticipated it, the corner of his lips lifting into a small

"And it was all because of you,

good idea. Now here I am, in a

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

I walked in; some of them knew me. I

sleeveless shirt, white blazer, and a black pencil skirt partnered with a black

to look presentable

closing the doors before anyone else could get in. I pressed the button for the 30th floor, where Mason's office was located.

words replayed in my head. I couldn't ask him what he meant because I froze. By

the elevator ascended. Our brief eye contact had left a lasting impression-the pain and anger in his eyes were seared into my mind. Why did he

Because he shot me.

to

reason more valid

reached the

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