Chapter 83

Charisse honestly had no idea what was going on with Elliot anymore. And that was saying something, especially since instead of giving her a hard time like she half-expected, he was actually... being nice? It made zero sense. She couldn't wrap her head around why he was helping her at all. If he'd chosen to make her life miserable, to get back at her for dumping him back then, at least that would've tracked. She absentmindedly rubbed the fabric of her skirt with the bandaged hand, eyes down, and asked quietly, "Was Mr. Harper serious just now?" "About what?" "About you missing out on business... because of me." Elliot was lounging on the couch like he didn't have a care in the world, but the way his gaze landed on her—it was sharp, almost suffocating. "It wasn't a big deal. Don't overthink it." "So Mr. Harper was just joking?" "What do you think?" he replied coolly. "You think I'd actually skip out on work for you? What makes you think you—or anyone—deserves that?" Charisse still remem