Chapter 196 Sometimes I Really Want to Kill You

Quinn's tone was flippant. To him, Anna seemed nothing more than a toy to be played with at will. Giselle frowned in discomfort. Sensing her unease, Quinn switched tacks. "I've snatched quite a few projects out of Samuel's hands. As it happens, something from a recently mined gold vein isn't bad, so I had a little trinket made for Ms. Lane." With that, he smacked his forehead in mock regret. "If I'd known I'd run into you today, I would've brought it right over. How about I personally deliver it to your door another day?" "No need," Giselle refused. Elijah's brows drew together, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He placed his hand on Giselle's shoulder possessively. Quinn clicked his tongue lightly, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip to moisten his throat. "Mr. Cobb, do you really need to be this wary of me?" "Are you done?" Elijah asked coldly, not the least bit polite. Hearing the dismissal in his tone, Quinn stretched lazily and rose with languid ind