Unlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE Then again, it made sense. A smart girl wouldn't end up as Thorsten's side chick I decided to cut to the chase. "Alright, enough. Why are you here?" "You know why," Sasha said, barely keeping her anger in check Honestly? I had no clue. Her fury seemed based on a whole lot of her own imagination.
"Ms. Grey, you've got three minutes. I suggest you get to the point," I said, slipping into the authority I'd been used to for years.
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Chapter 303 +25 BONUS a moment, Sasha blinked, a bit thrown off by my sudden shift. The arrogance on her face faded, and for a looked unsure. Her lips trembled as she finally said, "Stop trying to seduce Thorsten," Oh.
I almost laughed again. No wonder Ron had said she was coming atlike a wife catching a mistress. She'd completely misunderstood everything.
I stood up from my chair, meeting her gaze head-on. "If you did your homework, you'd know my background. Do you really think I'd be interested in sold man?" Sasha's face paled instantly.
She wasn't much older than me-maybe we were the sage-and yet she'd chosen to be with someone like Thorsten.
I could see why, though. With Thorsten's wealth and connections, it made sense. Maybe it wasn't love. Maybe it was survival.
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As I started to walk away, I softened my tone, leaving her with one final truth. "I get it. You're scared. If Thorsten ever took an interest in me, it could affect your position. And, to be honest, I bet you're even more worried about the inheritance you and Milly are banking on." Her eyes went wide, her expression crumbling as she realized I'd hit the nail on the head.
It wasn't about love between her and Thorsten. It was about about money m didn't care to dig any deeper, so! smiled and said, "Goodbye." I'd barely taken two steps before she called out, "Keira."
I turned, seeing her standing there, her confidence shaken. Her gazen wavered as she asked, in a much softer voice, "Can we... Can we be friends?"