Bree's POV
I threw a glance at the man and shot him a glare.
Me? Take her place and work here for him? He had to be joking. There was no way he'd have thought that I'd stoop so low. What the hell did he take me for?
As our eyes remained locked, he narrowed his brow and smirked. Then he leaned back on his chair and chuckled. “The ball is in your court now. It's on you to make the right choice before it's too late.”
“Wow,” I voiced under my breath, seeing that he meant every word. Indeed, he was serious about his offer. How could he even think of that?
Insulted by his words, I widened my right palm, hoping to give him a slap or two for his insolence but just like earlier, when Jansen wanted to do the same, I realised it wasn't worth it.
It wasn't going to help our case at all even thou
