I pulled his hand away and smiled coldly. “Didn’t last night’s hangover soup wake you up?”
Daniel’s face darkened. He threw several checks at me with a sharp smack.
“Emily only said you made a living by selling yourself—Is that really something to hold a grudge over now?”
“Plenty of people online criticize you—why focus on her? Fifty billion should be enough for your emotional damage.”
“Let’s put this behind us, stop making a scene.”
Watching his smug expression, the tension coiled inside me snapped. I rushed forward like a madwoman.
“Who am I being scolded for? Daniel, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?”
Daniel puffed out his cheek. “You just like chasing people, don’t you?”
Slap!
I trembled as I pulled my hand back. Daniel’s light smile vanished and he clenched his teeth.
“Felicia! Am I not telling the truth? What the hell are you freaking out about!”
I bit my lip hard. “Is this your first day meeting me? I’m a madwoman! You loved me to death back then and now you’re scared?”
Daniel laughed bitterly, grabbed my hand and slammed me against the car.
“Come on! Let’s see who’s crazier!”
“Get off me! Don’t touch me with your filthy hands!”