Aug 30, 2017
Continued from here! @eloquent-nightmare
“A lot that’s been entrusted to me by my mother. Hell, even I don’t know what I’m hiding.” He shrugs. “I’d tell you what I can, but I haven’t got a clue, woman.”
“Do you expect me to believe that?” A brow raised in utter displeasure. “I did not know your manners went down the drain with my disappearance. ‘Woman?’ Why not call me, Miss Lee? Oh, is it because Samantha has taken over my position? Then maybe you ought to call me noona instead.” The supposed term of respect glides from her lips in icy sarcasm, hands crossed over chest as she looks over the male with eyes darting to every inch of his face, finding something - or anything that he has been hiding under that façade for years.
