"Call me right away if anything happens. I mean it."
Amy was resisting rolling her eyes at Trevor's flat voice. His attempts at looking strict just became lost on her as she found that it didn't get along with his perpetual deadpan expression.
"Yeah, I know," she nodded. "You'd better go to your meeting now. You might get late."
Trevor turned his cold eyes at Chris who was standing beside her. "And you know what to do. No funny business at all, Mr. Pascual."
Chris wasn't fazed with the stare the hotel heir was giving him. "Of course," he quipped as some irritation seeped in his voice.
Trevor didn't speak anymore. He returned his cold eyes to Amy who was silently observing the little banter of the two men. She was a bit puzzled with the hostility showed by the two. Was it some guy thin
