Araceli POV
I closed the contract and said, "Micah, who drew up this contract?"
"It's me."
Micah said coldly, "If it's okay with you, sign it. Aren't you in a hurry to find a partner? It's an honor for you to work with me."
I smiled and stared at him, not saying anything.
Micah looked at me in the eye, blinked uneasily, and looked away.
I didn't know why, but I thought he looked a little chagrined.
"I think there's something wrong with this contract."
I didn't hesitate to say what I thought, in a sincere and serious manner.
I stared at Micah and said calmly, "I'm not going to work with you. You think too highly of yourself."
I said and threw the contract hard on the table.
Micah visibly froze for a few seconds, then looked at me with derision.
His face instantly went much colder, but I didn't feel the least bit intimidated, instead I stared more contemptuously into his eyes.