Chapter 83

"Heh..." Bellamy let out a soft scoff, raising an eyebrow as she shot back playfully, "You mean you didn't know? In the business circle, people call me a straight-up devil-cunning, ruthless, zero sense of honor. So yeah, me accepting your offer that quickly? Not that surprising." She also learned that lesson the hard way-from Fraser himself, more than once. Business was a battlefield full of backstabbing and double-dealing. Trust was a luxury, and mercy? Forget it. If you couldn't handle the heat, might as well stay in your cozy bubble and be a delicate little wallflower. "Devil my ass," Fraser's voice came from behind, cool like a slap of ice water. "You're just a food-obsessed freeloader. A heartless one, at that." Bellamy froze like someone had hit pause on her. She turned her head slowly. The moment her eyes met Fraser's cold, sharp stare-as biting as February snow-she nearly choked on the bite she hadn't even finished chewing. For a second, she honestly thought she was gonna die r