“Is it that person?” Lucien Taylor asked. His eyes were cold.
Meesha Kyle raised her head and looked at the mobile phone in his grip. She jumped three times to catch the mobile from his grip but she was unsuccessful.
In the middle of the attempts, the mobile phone slipped from his palm and fell into the water. In a moment, the waves dragged it with them into the sea.
“Lucien.” She looked at the man feeling tensed. He was always gentle and caring. Why was he behaving strangely with her today?
“I will buy another for you.” He replied in his gentle voice.
Meesha Kyle felt tired and sighed. She was not worried about her cheap mobile phone. She was worried about Myron Gray with whom she was talking. He would make her life hell for not listening to her.
Lucien Taylor held her cold palm and
