Donovan was pissed when he couldn't see her anymore. Lesley mentioned that they moved out of the house and she doesn't intend to take everything from her closet. But he had no choice and let Lesley settle it.
"Food?" Jace placed a well-plated strawberry crepe in front of him. He didn't hesitate to eat it after putting plastic gloves on. He hummed and leaned on his seat. "You see~~if you need a woman to release some stress with~~"
"Yes, I need Charlotte. Bring her here."
"Are you crazy?" Jace frowned. "What is she? Your whore?"
"Yes, my one and only. Now, I want my woman here, you can call the jet, get everything ready."
Jace shook his head as he sat on the table that was recently provided for him. Gatsby, who was sitting on the sofa reading some book, laughed at them. The old man shook his head.
"You see, Donovan. This is why Charlotte rejected you in the first place. You need some patience, man."
