I had been with Trevor the longest, after all and everyone in the circle knew it.
Rachel was attempting to warn me by behaving like a hostess.
Rachel handed me the phone and Trevor's face flashed with a touch of disapproval when he saw that I was a little bewildered and didn't grab it right away.
With a chilly gaze, Trevor said, "Amora, could you please be a little more courteous? Rachel is speaking to you."
My heart hurt so much. The thing Trevor detested the most was when someone gave me a bossy order.
Thinking about that one drinking occasion, the partner became inebriated and requested me to serve food and pour wine.
"Amora is my person," Trevor said in a furious tone. “Anyone who treats her disrespectfully is treating me, Trevor Dimitrova, disrespectfully as well.”
The collaboration was never fully completed.
To save my honor, Trevor would rather forgo a project worth ten million dollars.
I also believed I could become close to Trevor due to his unusual affinity for sending me mixed signals. I made the mistake of believing that I was special among women in his eyes. But, in the end, I discovered that I was just a joke to him.