CAEL’S POV
I stared at Jason intently as rage built inside me. He was hitting on Zara right in front of me and he was doing it confidently at that.
“Are you a stylist too?” Zara asked, intrigued. “I know you run a fashion company but I never thought you’d be involved in such affairs.”
Jason smiled sweetly, “This is a secret but I am listed among the top 10 stylists in the States.”
“If it’s a secret then you shouldn’t say it carelessly,” I cut in, hiding my anger with a smile. He smirked at me and this only drove me angrier. I held Zara’s hand tightly and she looked up to me. Gently, I told her that we had to leave now.
She didn’t argue. Rather, she turned to Jason, “I will come find you in the States.”
Both of them said their farewell and then we walked away. I was in front while Zar
