She made to punch his lips hard, but she couldn't; rather, she returned it with a brief cheeky smile and dropped the file on the table before walking to the other side, beside Jordan, hating every step she took towards him.

She reached out to the water and gently poured the contents into the cup.

" A drop of it falls, and you'll crawl under his legs," She heard Larsen's warning that sent waves of anger through her.

It's like he saw through her; that devil; she wanted to spill the water on Jordan, but after the threat, she couldn't. It was a message, an unspoken twist of dominance he...