Two grown men continued to dine calmly, allowing Giselle to spew enough abuse, of course, smart enough not to dare say another word against anyone from the Organization.
"And that bitch? She's the one who made you do this, right? I want to see her!"
Finally, the conversation had circled back to the critical point.
Kevin Cliff slammed down his eating utensils and strode forward, crouching down, his gaze dark and menacing, "What is she?"
"A bitch!"
No sooner had the words left her mouth than the chilling glint of a Swiss knife pressed against her cheek, making her scream shrilly.
"Tell me, what is she?" The knife tapped against Giselle's face rhythmically.
"Bitch... Sister." Giselle was forced to change her address out of fear.
"You're not even worthy to call her sister!" Kevin Cliff scoffed and put away the knife.
