The realization of what he was holding, the weight of it, was enough to make him dizzy. But what truly burned him was the look on Esme's face—the calm, collected expression that told him she had planned this all along.
While the onlookers were falling for their little act, believing Kai was truly hurt, he was secretly smirking at Esme's playful expression. Inside, he thought, 'Goodness, imagine if I could get her to perform like this when the lights go down...'
Without warning, he slammed the file down onto the table, the sound sharp and final.
'No, I need to relax and begin my performance.'
"How dare you!" he roared, his voice shaking with a mixture of disbelief and fury. His hands clenched at his sides, and for a moment, he looked like he might strike her.
