"Right?" I ask, waiting for confirmation. Jax's jaw sets in a sharp way, and he glances at Wystan.
"This has nothing to do with you," He tells my brother, half sneering as he speaks.
"He's paying my lawyer," I shrug, and Jax, turns his head, looking at me with surprise, and something starts to gleam in his eyes.
"Is this why you want half?" he barks out a dry, bitter laugh, "To pay your brother back?" Jax goes on. My face remains blank as I stare at his smug face. So, so smug, and so very annoying.
"She doesn't owe me a damn dime," Wystan sneers, taking one step towards him before Jax turns his body towards my brother, shoulders squaring with a threat.
"Doesn't she?" Jax grins at him, copying Wystan by taking one step towards him.
"Let's talk about what you owe her," Wystan starts, a
