"What's that about?" Rory could only stop, but there was no affection in her gaze as she looked at Cole, leaving only boredom and indifference.
"You know it." Cole was more annoyed.
"Cole… I'll wait for you in the car. Have a good chat with Ms. Lane." Sylvia let go of Cole's arm.
After Sylvia left, Cole stopped pretending and held Rory's wrist, pulling her to the secluded corner of the restaurant. "How did you meet King Blake? What do you want? Money? Power?"
"Do I have to tell you?" Rory laughed at Cole's attitude. It was as if he was interrogating a prisoner.
"I gave you 20 million after the divorce to improve your life, not for you to cling to a powerful man. Do you know who Blake Tatum is? 20 million is not worth mentioning to him, and he won't pay attention to this 40-thousand-do
