#Chapter8
---Party
Blake Coster
I took a really deep breath trying to control my emotions. I called Jean earlier to tell her to meet me at the hotel because I have a lot meeting and will come a little late. She answered me coldly and hung my call immediately. She has a bad temper like an on and off switch.
Sometimes she’s sweet and sometimes she’s cold like an ice. Add her feistiness. It will make you go frustrated.
When I got into my office, my head started to bug me with Jean, Jean and Jean. My brain wasn’t working well today. She’s stuck in my head. I was bothered with her words about my mistresses.
