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.

great. You've hired top-tier chefs, huh?"

vibrated three times. I hadn't answered

been calling me nonstop," I said, showing him my call log. "Isn't that why you're here? She

in surprise. "I

"Then why are you

I'm interested in is right

gaze stayed locked on me, making me freeze.

wanted to see

making

head quickly, trying to shake off

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

hear

anytime. He seemed

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

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

leave. "And it was all because of

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

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

me as I walked in; some of them knew me. I was often in their CEO's office when I

changed my clothes-a white sleeveless shirt, white blazer, and a black

the very least, I wanted to look presentable despite my

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

couldn't ask him what he meant because I froze. By the time I gathered

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 my mind. Why did he seem so mad at me? I should be

Because he shot me.

to kill

no reason more

reached the

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