Felix Shaw turned his face toward them, spreading his hands with a smug look in his eyes, "See? Everyone said they didn't hear a thing."
Mia Foster...
Clutching a heap of chips, she glared at the man with a face full of scheming triumph, then scanned over the three men at the poker table who acted as if it was none of their business, suddenly feeling her fur rise in anger!
She tossed the chips she was holding, many of them striking Caleb Shaw in the face.
"Take them! Take them all! Consider it the whore's fee I'm paying you!" Mia Foster stood up angrily, grabbed her bag, turned around to leave, and before she left, she didn't forget to deliver a menacing remark, poking at Felix Shaw's forehead, "Remember! Be at my beck and call from now on!"
Felix Shaw smiled, his eyes brimming with pleasure.
"Sponsor, rest assured, I'll be at your beck and call!"
