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.

is great. You've hired top-tier chefs,

my phone, which had vibrated three times.

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

look at him in surprise. "I told her clearly-I'm not interested in whatever

eyebrow. "Then

in is right in front of

making me freeze.

wanted to

betraying me, making his voice sound sincere... even

shook my head quickly, trying to

do you mean by that?" I asked, but he

didn't hear

crossing my arms, ready to leave anytime. He

So let me ask just one," I said, hoping he'd respond. "Where have you been? Where

he seemed to have anticipated it, the corner of his lips lifting into

he said, standing up to leave. "And it was all because of

a good idea. Now here I am, in a sour mood as I arrive at

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

I was often

I had changed my clothes-a white sleeveless shirt, white

the very least, I wanted to

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

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

lasting impression-the pain and anger in his eyes were

Because he shot me.

to

reason more

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

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