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.

chefs, huh?" he

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

here? She told me earlier that you'd bring me if I wanted to

him in

eyebrow. "Then why are you

in is right in

making me freeze. My breath caught as my heart

wanted

making his

shook my head quickly, trying to shake off the questions flooding my

do you mean by that?" I asked, but

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

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 did you

surprised by my question. In fact, he seemed to have anticipated it, the corner of his lips lifting into a

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

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

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

them knew me. I was often in their CEO's office when I had nothing else

simply nodded before walking past them. I had changed my clothes-a white sleeveless shirt, white blazer, and a

least, I wanted to look presentable despite my sleep

could get in. I pressed the button

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

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

Because he shot me.

tried to

no reason more valid

I had already reached the

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