Mia Foster's lips curved lightly, "I was in a rush, didn't have time to notify."
If she had any thoughts about Steven British before, they were suppressed after that asshole Felix Shaw forced himself on her and then sent her back to the country.
Although she was educated abroad and her friends were open and free, deep down, she was very traditional.
She had already had more than one encounter with that bastard Felix, and now it seemed he was genuinely into her.
However, having been neglected by him for so many years, it was now time for him to experience being left out, otherwise how could she call it even?
"Foster!" Hearing Mia say this, Steven British feigned being wounded, frowning as he stood across from her, leaning on the desk with both hands. His height and build gave him an advantage, and with just a slight lean forward, his fair and handsome face was close to Mia's.
Subconsciously, Mia leaned back without a word.
