"Scarlett, I don't owe anyone an explanation." Jason's voice grew colder, brooking no argument.
Scarlett's anger flared, her heart filled with disappointment and confusion at Jason's overbearing attitude. 'Is he any better than Iverson?' she thought.
"Look, Jason, I don't take orders well either." Standing beneath the gathering storm clouds, Scarlett retorted into the phone. Her voice trembled with emotion, beads of sweat trickling down her face.
"Are you yelling at me?" Jason's voice was thick with disbelief.
"Yes, I am."
"That's how you're going to cooperate with me?" Jason questioned, clearly taking her words as a challenge.
Scarlett scoffed. "And what about you? Our agreement never said I had to obey your every command."
Jason fell silent. His silence was somehow more intimidati
