Her body went stiff, and she instinctively looked away. She did not want him to see her current expression.
âBut have you ever considered that itâs precisely because Iâm Jason Reed that I was able to make your old schoolmate kneel and apologize to you when she humiliated you earlier? With me around, you no longer needed to worry yourself with anybody elseâs attitude toward you. I can easily make those who look down on you to humble themselves in front of you,â he said ever so casually.
âSo what? That kind of power is not mine to begin with.â
âWhy isnât it good? I can let you abuse my power. What do you think?â He lazily leaned on the back of the chair, looking at her as if he was discussing the weather.
Grace looked at him. No matter how she tried, she was unable to read him. She thought that when she had gone to beg him the other day, the way he rejected her meant that they would now move on with their lives separately. She thought that they would no longer have any contact with each other.
After all, a proud man like him would never allow himself to be rejected by a woman.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly appeared at her rented house tonight, and... even brought her here.
Furthermore, he purposely made Maria Martin kneel to apologize to her. It seemed like he wanted to show her what Jason truly represented.
The arrogant Maria could only apologize shamefully in front of him.
âWhat do you want to do exactly?â she questioned him.
His eyes traveled around a little. âWhat do I want to do⦠To be honest, Iâm not too sure myself.
Perhaps, I just want to take another look at youâ
He had wondered if she would come to beg him again after the last time.
Unfortunately, she did not.
Even at this moment when he was just in front of her, she had not begged him for a second time.
âNow that you mentioned this, are you not planning to beg me again on behalf of your relatives?â
She was taken aback for a moment. She gradually widened her eyes. âIf I beg you again, will you get the police to release them?â
âIf you never try, youâll never know,â he said it with a mysterious look.
Unrest flashed across her expression.
Grace gripped her hands into tight fists. For her grandmotherâs sake, she would have to try even if the chances were slim.
âThen... I beg you, please. Can you let the police release them?â She decided that even if Jason made her kneel or wanted to humiliate her, she would humbly accept his orders.
Unexpectedly, Jason abruptly stood up, walked over to her, and reached for her hands. He released her tightly gripped hands, finger by finger.
âSis, how can you forget that your hands are still injured.â His magnificent, music-like voice carried a sense of gentleness. It made Grace stiffen her body.
The wound on her palm... She had purposely hurt herself when she tried to maintain her consciousness while inside the Miller residence.
âDo you want to try to raise your wolf again?â
She did.
But not with him.
He was⦠too much.
Too powerful. Too handsome. Too good. Too cruel.
She couldn't read his emotions and she didnât know if Jay was the real man, or if this merciless Alpha was who dominates his personality.
âYour hands are always so cold. Shall I warm them for you, Sis?â he gently asked.
She stared as his large hands grabbed her pair of unsightly hands. The warmth from his hands gradually started transmitting over to hers.