Chapitre 36: Shades of Hatred

"So, Morgan, this is how quickly you make decisions, huh?" 

Perched on the left side of Blake's private plane, Cassie couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Blake smirked. "You're that desperate—"

"Would you mind just being quiet? Is it not clear to you? I don't want to talk to you."

Blake shook his head and said, "Too bad. I'm your boss."

"Is that so? I have not yet signed any deal, though. Words alone don't cut it."

Blake laughed. "Really? We haven't started yet but you're now acting superior to me. You have the fucking guts," he said and pierced his gaze on Cassie.

Cassie pursed her lips in an effort to hold back a grin. Moretti should be transformed into a beast by her relentless pestering. 

"Do I? So? Are you gonna kill me?" She saw Blake clenched his fist, making Cassie smirked. "That's it. Get angry, devil."

"Don't test my patience, woman. I will not hesitate to plant a bullet in your head."