Thalassa let out a snort as she stared back calmly at him despite her suddenly racing heart. “Unlike what you might want to convince yourself of, I don’t live my life with you in mind.”
The familiar woody, spicy smell of his cologne wafted into her nostrils, trying to entice her to sniff it in, but Thalassa shoved away the stupid urge.
Kris let out a mirthless chuckle. “If that were true, then you wouldn’t be targeting me and my family so much. You came to the charity function somehow already knowing that we were going to be there.”
He paused. “If you knew that you were going to donate 50 million dollars anyway, then why did you let my mother win the bid for 30 million?”
“What was I supposed to do when she was trying so hard to outbid me? It was obvious just how much she loved the pain
