28- Fraud

"Umm hmm," He smirked, "then come and take it."

Marissa pinned him with a confident glance and got close to him.

She smirked with a slight shake of her head, "Just because you are the President of multinational, you think that gives you rights to play games with me?" She took her face too close to him, "I have got news for you, Mr. Sinclair. I'm not a toy that you want to play with… any time you desire and then discard it." Tightening her lips into a thin line, she gave a good look to his handsome face that had turned serious.

She whispered near his face, "Just let it sink into your head. I'll never beg you for anything, Mr. Sinclair. Better place it on my hand if you want the best caterer in Kanderton City to make your event memorable for you." With that, she spread her palms in front of his eyes.

His eyes kept their focus on her face. She could see the pain in there, but she didn't know if this was legit or just another stunt to gain her attention.