#Chapter 13 - The Disagreement

Evie “Did you just throw her stuff in the trash?” asked Timothy, his tone laced with venom. His grip tightened on Jasper’s wrist and Evie could hear the bones shifting under his grip. Jasper gasped, his face growing an unflattering pink as he attempted to pull his arm away. “O-Of course not!” Jasper stuttered. “I was just-” “I saw you,” Timothy seethed. “And you were going to toss her laptop too, right?” I could feel the tension rising between them. As much as it felt good to see Jasper being the one to get spoken down on for once, it wouldn’t look so good to have fights in the firm. Before Jasper could open his obnoxious mouth, I rushed over and stepped in front of Timothy. I cleared my throat as Timothy tried to get around me. “We’ll go to the VIP room to take care of business,” I said, nodding to the door to the right with the golden plate engraved with “VIP” in bold letters. “Shall we?” Finally, Timothy began turning away, but not before giving Jasper a warning look.