Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 205



Chapter 205

“After what they did to you and imprisoned you for so many days, aren’t you worried that they will hold

a grudge against you and do worse things if they are released?” he asked. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Grace remained silent. She understood the situation very well. After all that had happened, her uncle

was not going to feel grateful to her for helping to release them. Instead, they would hold a bigger

grudge toward her.

“They are people I don’t care about. I can’t be bothered no matter how much they hate me, or what

they think of me,” she looked down and calmly replied. “I am no longer part of their pack, so I will not

come into contact with them.”

However, such calmness made him inexplicably agitated.

“What about me?” he suddenly asked.

“What?” She was taken aback and could not react on time.

He rested both hands by the bedside and leaned closer. “What about me? Do you care about me?

Grace was stunned. If he was Jason, then she would surely care. However, he was now Jason...

“I guess you can’t care less if I am bothered or not?

“What if I’m bothered about it?” He challenged her.

She bit her lip and took in a deep breath. “I care.”

He was shocked to hear her reply. “Reason being?”

“Because you’re Jason. You call the shots in Emerald City. A simple sentence from you can change a

person’s life. Of course, I have to care about what you think of me. You’re well aware that I can’t afford

to offend you.”

The price to pay for offending him was going through those repeated tortures in prison. She was afraid

and fearful of it!

She was not in a position where she could go against him.

His mood abruptly worsened.

“Can’t afford to offend me? If that’s the case, why didn’t it cross your mind that you would offend me

when you said you’re not willing to stay by my side!” he coldly chided.

She instinctively crouched lower.

He raised a hand and grabbed the back of her head to draw her face closer to his. He said to her in a

flirtatious tone, “Last night after I brought you home, do you know what happened between us in this

room?”

Her expression changed. “You said you wouldn’t touch me.”

“Yes, I did say that. But even if I did do anything to you, so what?” he asked back.

Her complexion paled as her teeth bit down on her lower lip, almost drawing blood. Her pair of almond

eyes no longer looked calm. Instead, the calmness was replaced with anxiety, unrest, and hesitation.

At that moment, Jason felt his mood worsen.

He had said it to punish her for turning his mood sour. However, right now, he did not know who he was

punishing.

He abruptly released his grip, stood up straight, and coldly said, “Don’t worry. I didn’t do anything to

you. Unlike you who clambered all over me and wouldn’t get off.”

Grace was at first relieved when she heard the first half of that sentence, but the second half made her

heart pound.

“Impossible!” She denied it right away.

He shot her a cold gaze. “Why is it impossible? You were so drunk that you don’t even remember what

you did. Shall I help you remember? I can tell you last night about how you pressed me down onto the

bed and kissed me.”

With every sentence he said, her face flushed a deeper shade of red.

By the time he completed his sentence, her face was indescribably red.


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