Bella’s POV:

I glared at him then looked away, putting the wine of juice back on the table. As I explored my sight, I noticed a lot of people focusing at us. I wasn’t embarrassed, not at all. All I could feel was disgust and a slight anger for the person beside me.

“Mr. Black, it’s good that I saw you.” A man in her forties said, glancing at me for awhile. “Let’s talk about the business plan that we’re about to work on.”

“Tell me the details about your plan.” Black with his cold and distant tone spoke. His arms that was on my waist loosen and his gaze...