Chapter 192
"Alex, Caitlin, I—I’ve got something at home… I need to go. Sorry!"
Julia Smith’s face went ghost pale. Clearly spooked by Alexander Perkins' presence, she muttered her goodbye and bolted out.
Samantha Quin walked her to the door, then turned around, fixing Alexander with a sharp gaze.
"Wow, really? Just one Vincent Lee has you and your top assistant acting like it’s DEFCON 1?"
Crack—
The sleek porcelain teacup in Alexander’s hand shattered into shards, the sudden burst of anger thick in the air.
This damn woman—did she live just to piss him off?
Lucas Bennett looked alarmed, quickly stepping forward to check his hand. “Chill, man… seriously, deep breaths!”
"Vincent Lee? That guy's nothing. You think someone like him can actually rattle me?” Alexander scoffed, cold smirk curling his lips. He reached out, pinching Samantha’s chin, voice low and frosty. “But you—why are you so good at pushing my buttons? What’s in it for you?"
"I happen to enjoy it," Samantha deadpanned, yanking her face

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