Chapter 58

Clifford threw Latisha onto the sofa. The rage he had suppressed in front of Nikita now erupted.

She instinctively curled over, protecting her stomach.

The movement caught his eye, and something flickered in his gaze. He leaned over her, his hand closing around her throat.

"Why do you insist on ignoring everything I say?" he hissed.

"You want to travel the world with her? Ha. Latisha, has it really been twenty years? And I still haven't tamed you?"

Her eyelashes fluttered. How did he know everything?

Then she remembered. When she woke up that morning, her phone had been fully charged.