#Chapter19
Dreidan's POV
/"What the fuck are you doing here Avatia?/" I asked in a dangerously low tone. Didn't I tell Cheng to take her home?
She flinched at my words. /"I-- I came to, you know?-----/" She stuttered but her voice trailed off as she saw Roberto's gun.
I let out a deep breath. She wasn't in her right senses seeing that gun. /"Step out for a bit, Roberto./" Once he got out of view, I turned to her. /"Why did you come here?/"
/"Th..the m..money./" She stuttered. Her face was pale like she was running out of blood.
/"What's wrong? Is the money small?/" See what I mean? She's just like the rest. She wants more. Every woman in my life wants more.
She put a loose strand of hair behind her ears nervously. That act was so damn innocent. My mind must be playing tricks on me. She's materialistic, right? /"As a matter of fact Sir, it’s too much. That’s why I'm here-----/"
