apter 1041

One of Jolie’s long, slender legs was exposed to the cool air, and Gavin’s fingers instinctively tightened, as if they could still feel the smoothness of her thigh under his grip.

His gaze darkened, though his expression only grew colder. His sharp, chiseled features gave him a distant, unapproachable aura-a man who seldom smiled and whose demeanor warned others to stay away. He was cold, almost like an ice block.

“Debt’s owed,” he said flatly, tossing out the two words before sitting on the sofa and picking up the phone to make a call.

Jolie blinked in surprise, processing what he said.

Debt owed?

Was that something you could even keep on hold?

But thinking about it, he probably didn’t need anything right now. So, if he wanted to leave the debt hanging, so be it.