She let out a cold laugh. "What did you think? That I set all this up just for show?"
Jacob, emboldened by the bodyguards, swung his fist into my face. "Listen up, Dickerson. You've got two options. One: you can't pay, and they haul you off to jail. Two: you get down on all fours with that steak in your mouth and crawl out of here barking like a dog."
"Oh, and here's the difference—option one, you leave naked. Option two, you keep your clothes but lose your dignity." He laughed. "Come on, pick already. I'm getting impatient."
Dozens of eyes watched me like I was the evening's entertainment. My fists clenched until my knuckles went white. I looked at Leila without a trace of emotion.
"Fine. Since this is what you've chosen, when Galloway Group goes bankrupt, that's on you."
The words had barely left my mouth before Jacob burst out laughing, and the whole room joined in.
"Ha! Did you hear that?"
"Has this guy been reading too many romance novels? Does he think he's some secret billionaire?"
"He's lost his mind."
Leila's eyes blazed with fury. She thought I was bluffing too.