Scarlett’s POV
“You are joking,” he chuckled.
“I bet the Reyes didn’t give birth to a dumbass who can’t read simple text. I acquired your debt, Nathan, and it’s overdue. I’m not patient enough for delays anymore. You have two weeks,” I declared and stood up.
“You can’t do this, Scarlett. What’s wrong with you? You put me in this mess, so why are you making it worse?” he said, standing up too.
“Am I to blame for your company’s lack of trustworthiness? Pay up, Nathan, and we won't have a problem. Or, pack out of my house. Your choice. Have a horrible day,” I said, walking out, ignoring his calls.
“This is bullshit!” he snapped, slamming his hand on the desk, clutching the paper. I winked at him as the elevator doors closed.
“Shall we, ma’am?” Gabriel’s voice suddenly rang in my ears as
