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.

You've hired top-tier chefs, huh?" he added, trying to

checked my phone, which had vibrated three times. I hadn't answered because I was

him my call log. "Isn't that why you're here? She told me

he said, making me look at him in surprise. "I told

eyebrow. "Then why are you

interested in is right in

locked on me, making me freeze. My

just wanted

ears were betraying me, making his voice sound

my head quickly, trying to shake off the questions flooding

by that?" I asked,

as if he didn't hear me, Ash continued to eat

ready to leave anytime. He seemed prepared too; as soon as he finished eating, he

I know you won't answer them... So let me ask just one," I said, hoping he'd respond. "Where have you been? Where did you hide all those years?" Because I've been

surprised by my question. In fact, he seemed to have anticipated it, the corner of

leave. "And it

in the morning wasn't a good idea. Now here I

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

knew me. I was often in their CEO's office

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

the very least, I wanted to look presentable despite

to the elevator, closing the doors before anyone else could get in. I pressed

what he meant because

left a lasting impression-the pain and anger in his eyes were seared into my mind. Why did he seem so mad at me?

Because he shot me.

to

no reason more valid than

thought, I didn't realize I had already reached the 30th floor. I quickly walked to the familiar door

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