Zain could not believe he doubted Phoebe for a moment.
While she was always a little rough around the edges, she was never malicious. She would never rejoice in anyone's downfall. But it was still surprising that she had gone to so much trouble for him.
After seeing how much Leila's help had evolved his skills within a month, he knew that she had probably made a lot of pleas to ask Leila to help him. The exorbitant fee he had to pay was nothing compared to what he earned through the experience.
"Zain, Zain, why are you getting lost in your thoughts?" A voice cut through his immersive memories.
The voice sounded sweet, soft, and feminine, but an unmistakable sharp knife was behind the words. He shook his head to clear the cloudiness from his memories about Phoebe and his feelings for her.
