"Your hand holding the pen gave you away. The joints of your fingers clutching the pen tighten every now and then, and it always happens at the most critical moments," he said.
So that's it!
Charlotte recalled the conversation she had with Kevin's brother that day, and her heart ached slightly.
They, one wanted to exchange her for the Green Family's management rights; the other completely gave up on her and still topped her off with so many high hats.
Was she a chattel, to be bargained and traded at their will?
Her mood instantly plummeted.
"So, am I a joke?" Looking at herself in the mirror, she forced a self-deprecating smile.
She thought she could gain freedom, but he had seen through her long ago.
Kevin Cliff paused for a moment, then continued to dry her hair until it was completely dry, his movements skilled as if professional.
"I know, but I didn't call you out, I wanted to even the score," he said amid the sound of the hairdryer.
