Angelica

"What did you just say?" I fume out of my chair in total exasperation. As though nothing spoken serious Augustus shrugs and places his hands in his pant pockets. "I am never going to marry you Mr. Martin. You are sick, arrogant, money minded businessman who calculates nothing but money in every step you make." I throw my words to him in a maddening inflame. "You might understand 'a relation' as nothing but another business deal with which you can expand your billions but unfortunately it is not the same for me. So shove your avaricious ciphering brain inside your pocket and......

"Enough" there was a resonation of a...