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,

which had vibrated three

"Isn't that why you're here? She told me

in surprise. "I told her clearly-I'm not interested in

raised an eyebrow. "Then why are you

in is right in front

me, making me freeze. My breath

just wanted

were betraying me, making his

quickly, trying to shake off the

do you mean by that?" I

hear me, Ash

in my chair, crossing my arms, ready to leave anytime. He seemed prepared too; as soon

of questions, but 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?"

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

standing up to leave. "And

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

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

greeted me as I walked in; some of them knew me. I was often in their CEO's office when I had nothing else

them. I had changed my clothes-a white sleeveless shirt, white blazer, and

very least, I wanted to look presentable despite my

else could get in. I pressed the

meant because I froze. By the time I

thinking about it as the elevator ascended. Our brief eye contact had left a lasting impression-the pain and anger in his eyes were seared into

Because he shot me.

to

no reason more

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

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