Chapter 183

As soon as Cassandra dropped that bold line, everyone gasped. And that woman? Completely froze. She gave an awkward glance at the man who told her to go, only for him to raise a brow and motion for her to sit her butt back down. Michael's fingers tightened slightly around his glass, though he kept his head low, eyes fixed on the liquor swirling in his cup. Cassandra strolled right up to him, arms crossed, standing tall and cool, making everyone feel like they were watching the boss walk in. Damn, she was badass. But Michael? Didn't even flinch. He just sat there, unmoved. Maybe it was too quiet, because Cassandra didn't say a word either. In the end, it was him who reacted first. He slowly lifted his gaze, his dark eyes like the depths of night-calm, unreadable-staring right at her, like he was trying to see straight through her. Cassandra didn't look away for one second, staring back without a hint of hesitation. Her eyes clear and bright, slender brows arched just right. Her long las