More Than A Favor

Chapter 190

I glared at her, my voice sharp as I asked, "What did you just say?"

Selene barely glanced at me, brushing off my words as she continued her conversation with Grayson on the phone.

"It's fine. Take your time. I'll wait here until you arrive," she said, her calm tone only fueling my anger.

Her blatant dismissal of me sent a surge of wrath through my veins. She didn't even flinch as I stared at her, my glare burning into her. Instead, she held eye contact with me, bold and unbothered, while speaking to him.

"Bye, Grayson," she said cheerfully before ending the call.

After slipping her phone back into her bag, she turned to me, her expression unreadable.

"What?" she asked, as if nothing had just transpired.

I clenched my fists, barely able to keep my anger in check. "What were you telling him?" I demanded.

"To pick me up from here," she said, her tone casual as though it was the most normal thing in the

world.

grabbed her arm, pulling her closer. "Did I take a leave for you from your job so you could spend your time

startled by my

a leave?" she shot back. "Was I the one who told you to

snapped. "You can't give your time to someone

twisted in disbelief. "What? Have you lost your mind?" she asked, yanking her arm from my grip and stepping away from me. It was a deliberate

change, Kane Thorne," she said, shaking her head in frustration. "Just a few

I interrupted, my voice rising. "Saying sorry doesn't mean I'm okay with you running around with

widened in shock, her voice incredulous as she repeated,

on with you and Grayson

I could stop them. I wasn't even sure what I was asking-I just knew I couldn't let her leave, not with

expression hardened. "You shouldn't be concerned about it," she said coldly. "Have you forgotten what you told

confused by her sudden change of subject. "What

cutting, "and that you'd never come for me again. So, Kane, it's time to prove you're a man of your word. Let me

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to my chest. My blood boiled at the way she spoke- as if this was some kind of goodbye, as if she