"Isn't one Justin enough for you? Do you have to get tangled up with Will Caddel too? Hmm?" He looked up, gazing at her, his eyes deep and thin lips curled up.
"Mind your own damn business, Sylvan Cheney. Whether I get involved with one, two, or ten men, it's none of your concern."
"Ten men? You've got quite the appetite. Is this how you set an example for Little Clementine?"
Jasmine Yale felt utterly exhausted; she didn't like this endless entanglement: "Say whatever you want, just don't mention CEO Caddel."
"The way you looked at me tonight, it's like... you haven't forgotten me?" he laughed.
"Don't be so self-delusional. When you look into my eyes, don't you see disgust and loathing? Forget you? I haven't even cared enough to need to forget."
