Nicolas Garcia's POV
Sweat was forming down my spine as I was trying to conceal my fear from Adam. He just knew how to press on someone if they were fearing him. I will not give him that satisfaction.
Neither agreeing that Camila was the one that he seeks for.
"Well, will you look at that? But as I can assure you, my friend, I have no other relationship with this one Camila Almada," I said as I was leaning onto the chair as I looked at him.
keep it cool Garcia, do not show it. Fake it till you make it.
Adam looked at me under his undivided gaze as he was eyeing me up and down. I was arching my eyebrow at him. He pursed his lips.
"I see that you are in a happy mood," he said as he looked at me before he was taking the file into his hand as he was flipping through the pages.
"I guess you can say that," I said as I was looking at him. He then took something from the pages and put it on the table.
