Lucky enough for her, she didn't break any bottle of expensive wine or whiskey, and held her bag firmly between her grasp.
"What is in your bag?" Jaxtyn asked his eyes going down directly on the bag she held.
"Nothing, I mean, there is nothing in the bag," Chelsea emphasised.
Raising a brow, Jaxtyn looked at the young lady with a raised brow.
He knows that the lady had come to take her beg so that he can leave, but then, he just wanted to have some fun with her, a greedy one for that matter.
Jaxtyn had been so bored the moment Chelsea had shot the door upstairs, he thought that it wouldn't have any effect on him, but that is a blatant lie, there is absolutely nothing that he will say to shift his mind from what he was thinking about.
'Chelsea!'