Chapter: 1632

Jonathan had little patience for her lengthy explanations. Seizing an opportunity, he stood up. “I'm heading to the restroom. Think about what you want to say and summarize it. Don't lure me here under false pretenses again; I won't come next time."

Samira nodded. "Alright."

As Jonathan walked away, her eyes lingered on the coffee he had ordered upon arrival.

She knew this might be her only chance.

If it weren't for the poison, Jonathan would probably never agree to meet her alone again.