"Come out before I make you regret being in there," Zane's voice was low, and his eyes were cold.
He was in the dining room, and his gaze was staring into the black eyes of Catherine's mother, who was shaking in fear.
"What, What are you talking about?" She muttered, her hands were holding onto his arm, and her nails were digging into his skin.
"HEY!" Catherine's voice was loud, and her hand was pulling Zane's arm.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? SHE IS MY MOTHER," Her voice was angry, and her eyes were glaring at Zane, who turned his head to stare back at her.
"AND? WHAT ABOUT IT?" His voice was emotionless, and his cold eyes were piercing through her, "JUST SHUT UP AND LET ME DO MY JOB,"
"OR, DO YOU WANT ME TO BREAK YOUR MOTHER'S NECK RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW?" Zane's words made Catherine flinch, and her body froze.
"What?" Catherine's face froze, and her arms dropped down to her sides, "I-is this some kind of a joke,"
