“It’d be in your best interest to help me out here." Carter’s voice broke the silence, his tone calm, but there was a tension underneath it—a plea he was trying to mask.
I leaned back on the table, narrowing my eyes at him. "I don’t care how much you’re willing to offer," I said, my voice flat and unyielding. "If you’d done your research completely, you’d know I’ve got more money than I know what to do with, and my clients are as stable as steel. New deals? They don’t move me anymore." My words cut through the air, low and threatening.
Carter shifted, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. "Can you at least tell me why you’ve turned down my proposal without even hearing me out?" His voice wavered slightly like he was trying to keep it steady, but I caught the crack. His eyes look
