"Stop dreaming," Wendy declared.
"Hah. Are you afraid of me?" I lifted my gaze and studied the expression on her beautiful face. "Miss Lawrence, let me be frank with you. If it weren't for me, Bobby would have had his way with you by now. You would have been gang-r***d, and they would have taken compromising photos of you. You should know how severe your outcome would have been. Any other person would have expressed their gratitude toward me by now, but you?"
I sat back down on the couch and lit up another cigarette before I continued, "All you do is stick your nose up in the air and act all high and mighty as you look down on me. Do you really think you're so great?"
Wendy did not refute my words but simply leveled a blank stare at me.
"Yes, you're a beautiful and talented woman from
