In the private booth, Richard had clearly been drinking heavily. His bleary eyes raked over Elena with unsettling intensity as she entered.
He motioned for an aide to hand her the necklace box, then tried to pull her down beside him.
"Hey, gorgeous, have another drink with me…"
Elena recoiled, snatching a knife from the table and pressing it to her throat.
"Mr. Lawson! Thank you, but take one step closer, and I'll slit my throat right now! Surely you don't want blood on your hands?"
The razor-sharp blade bit into her pale skin, drawing a thin crimson line.
The sudden threat of suicide shocked Richard into near-sobriety. While he enjoyed beautiful women, today's goal was merely to humiliate Adrian, not to cause a death.
Seeing her deadly resolve, he finally waved dismissively. "Just
