Caleb Bishop watched her quietly, his expression suddenly turning pale.
DING. The elevator arrived. Naomi Kenway stepped inside without hesitation, her movements swift as if fleeing something filthy.
But to her surprise, Caleb Bishop followed right behind her into the elevator. The confined space was full of people, so Naomi couldn't curse him out and had to hold her tongue for the moment.
When they reached the first floor, Naomi was the first one out. She crossed her arms, looked at Caleb Bishop, and said in a cold voice, "Spit it out. What's your angle? What do you want? If you want money, go to your sugar mama. I'm not giving a single cent to a shameless beggar."
"Do we have to be like this?" Caleb Bishop lowered his eyes, appearing deeply dejected.
"How many times have I told you not to disgust me!" Naomi turned to leave, but Caleb Bishop grabbed her arm.
