Chapter 43: Oh Well...

Taleela's POV

It's Karanos. He has a smile on his face, not warm like it usually is but distant. I give him a quick smile and begin to dish food onto my plate. I am too hungry to engage in any conversation.

"So, all these while, I have been having sex with a client who doesn't want to award me a contract," Karanos laughs. I look around, glad that few people are at the table.

Bending towards him, I whisper. "Not here, Kal. We can talk this out later."

Karanos's face is set like a stone. "No, there's nothing to talk about later."

Really?

Does Karanos think I'll go on my knees to beg him? Or follow him around to make him see reasons? If that's what he thinks, then he's onto something.

I give him a salty smile. "Okay." I quickly dish whatever I'll be eating onto my plate, ignoring his presence beside me.

I walk away, knowing fully well that I left the desired result on his face. He is probably expecting me to try to make him see sense in what I am saying. But Jemmah d