He said it deliberately, hoping she would stop him, call him back, acknowledge his worth. After all, in negotiations, withdrawing sometimes made the other person chase, step back to leap forward.
Aurora didn't move.
She simply watched him with calm, steady eyes.
Miller lingered, waiting for her to call out to him. But not a single word left her lips. The silence became unbearable. Shame crawled up his spine.
'I overestimated myself… Why would someone like her value me? I am nothing.'
After several more seconds, he rose abruptly. "I'm leaving," he muttered.
He walked out without looking back.
The moment the door clicked shut behind him, Aurora's expression changed. A cold smile curled across her lips.
She had investigated him thoroughly before even entering the room. She already knew he was the one who had beaten her sister. Someone like that did not deserve gentleness.
She wasn't paying him out of generosity.
She was paying him to trap him.
