Once Jake finished his explanation, my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Anger bubbled up within me, hot and fierce, as I tried to process the information he had just shared. My thoughts raced, and a torrent of questions flooded my mind. "What's the deal with Hannah? Who does she even think she is, and why would she call Mr. Luigi to threaten him?" I couldn't contain the frustration in my voice as I fired off these questions, pacing restlessly around the room.
Jake remained surprisingly calm, his demeanor was untroubled in the face of my mounting anger. "Naya, relax and just watch how I am going to handle this situation," he said, his voice steady. I shot him a skeptical look, still seething with anger. "How do you intend to handle it?" I demanded, my eyes searching his for answers.
