Chapter 138

“I wasn’t trying to look down on you. If I really minded, I wouldn’t have lifted a finger when your enemy came for you that day. It’s just that you’ve clearly got your own issues.” “Denise, I did save your life, you know. Couldn’t you be a little less harsh?” “Well, that depends—if you’re planning anything against Jason, then sorry, I don’t owe you a damn thing. You helped me once, but I’ve returned the favor. We’re even now.” Denise said her piece and turned away without hesitation. Being around someone like Nathan always made her feel uneasy. Maybe Jason was right—Nathan was too smart for his own good. You could never predict what move he’d pull next. Nathan stared at her retreating figure, his hands tightening around the armrests of his wheelchair so hard that veins started bulging on the back of them. “Lovely. Just lovely, Denise,” he muttered coldly. “Boss, should we head down there?” Jack asked hesitantly. “No. Take me over to the edge. I feel like getting a little taste of near-