“So what are you up to this time?”
Chloe asked, sipping the last dreg of her cocktail. Her expression remained calm — a complete contrast to how she was stewing inside, itching to shoot him in the head if granted the opportunity.
“My, my, my… it hurts me so much that you think I have something sinister planned behind this dinner.”
Chloe dropped her glass on the table, leaned back on her chair, crossing her leg over the other. Wagging her hand, she sneered,
“What can I say, Theddy? Once bitten, twice shy.”
Theddy chuckled lightly and nodded. He couldn’t help but notice her change of attitude. Something was definitely off with her tonight.
The Chloe that he had come to know these past few days hated to breathe the same air he breathed. Heck! She didn’t even feel comfortable whenever he
