In case he tries refusing that he said such a thing, it is going to be his words fighting against him and nothing more.
Making her voice to be as sweet and pleasant to the ears, Chelsea started talking.
"Eh mm, Mr. Watson," she started, but had to stop when Jaxtyn raised a hand high, stopping her words in her tracks.
"Please, you can call me, Jaxtyn," he said a million times.
The problem is not as if he didn't want her to call him that way, no, that is not the case, but then, he just wanted Chelsea to feel comfortable beside him.
This time, Chelsea had to go by his rules because she wanted to know what he had in stock for her.
Even though Chelsea is aware of the fact that Jaxtyn had ruined her, it didn't matter to her, instead, she was interested in accepting his apology and knowing what the mafia prince has in stock for her now.
