HARSH
she demanded, keeping her voice low to avoid attracting attention.
“Just admiring your work,” Leo said, his voice dripping with artificial innocence. “You’re very talented. It’s a shame your husband doesn’t appreciate it.”
“Leave,” she said firmly, crossing her arms. “You have no right to be here.”
Leo chuckled, coming closer. “You’re so defensive. I’m just here to support your career. Is that a crime?”
“Supporting my career doesn’t involve sending inappropriate messages or stalking me,” Olivia shot back. “This is harassment, Leo. Stay away from me.”
Bab Populer