“Are you off your rocker? Or did the beating you received a few days ago affect your brain?" Ariana chewed him out and walked past him. She was here for business, not to argue with some troublemaker.

Like the troublemaker that Jasper was, he grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

"Why are you feigning ignorance? Are you trying to tell me you don't know what I am talking about?"

“With all due respect, Mr. Anderson. Get your hands off me. You seem to have time for chatter, but I don't," Ariana said in a cold voice, shaking off his hand.

Jasper chuckled, his fury rising. He shoved his balled fists into his pockets and stared down at Ariana.