Cecilia's internal monologue was less than flattering as she endured Jason's attempts at conversation.
Her thoughts seemed to cut through the room like a chilling breeze.
'How long will this fool entertain me?' she pondered silently.
'Does he not realize that my interest in him is massively low? And don't tell me he's trying to pretend that we weren't attacked by his men?'
Cecilia's opinion of Jason had plummeted to depths as profound as the ocean floor.
She regarded him as a man who preferred using brute force to achieve his desires, but the methods he employed were, in her eyes, the epitome of cowardice.
Aware of his reputation for intimidation and threats, she couldn't help but disdain a person like him.
To Cecilia, Jason didn't deserve her consideration or respect.