Chapter 536

“You don’t get it!” Reginald Ackerley snapped, but quickly added, “Edward, everything I’ve been working on all these years, it’s all for you. Sometimes you’ve got to take a hit to protect the bigger picture. We’ve put in so much—can’t let all that go to waste now. And don’t be too flashy these days, alright?” “By the way, those words on your face — did you get them off yet?” Edward Ackerley reached up and scratched at his face. Ugh, it was so itchy. The thick layer of makeup felt like someone slapped paint on a wall. “Not yet. It’s still there, stubborn as hell.” He gritted his teeth in frustration. Though… the color had faded a bit. Guess it’d just have to wear off over time. “This Leslie Green… something about her feels off,” Reginald muttered as he paced, frowning deeply. If this were ancient times, she’d definitely be labeled some sort of femme fatale. And how exactly did she mess with Edward? Needles? Seriously? If she could use them to heal, who’s to say she couldn’t use them to