I huff.
“Doing what?”
“Leaving a motel room.”
“That’s it?”
He clasps my chin, and my smile falls from my lips.
“Listen... I don’t need to see his dick in her cunt to know the truth.”
My eyes pull into a tight line.
“Who told you all this? And how come you just received this information?”
A dark smile creeps up his lips, giving me a hunch.
I grapple with disbelief.
“Oh my God... You’re fucking this woman. She’s one of Evelyne’s friends. So-called friends. I bet you fucked her last night...” I say.
A smile glints in his eyes.
It all starts to connect in my head.
“Wait. You’ve been fucking her for a while. I know who she is. She almost overdosed because of you.”
He takes a small step back, breathing out a sardonic chuckle.
“That’s because she was an idiot. She got a bit clingy for my taste, and I had to break up with her, but once she found someone else to be obsessed with, I had no problem servicing her.”
Bile rises to my mouth.
“You are so fucking disgusting,” I say, spilling hate into my words.
He comes fast toward me, but my hand is already up in the air. I slap him as hard as I can, shattering his balance, and with a couple of strides, I’m at the door, his footsteps right behind me.
The door slides open without me touching it, and I slip outside just as Jaden bursts in, his hand clutching Lance’s neck.
“Not so fast, buddy,” he says, shoving him back into the room.
He bends Lance over the desk and presses his head against the surface.
“Got it?” he throws at me over his shoulder.
I lift my gown, snatch the small recording device, and stop the recording.
“Yup.”
“Fucking bitch,” Lance growls.
A thud follows his words as Jaden smacks Lance’s head against the table.
“She’s way past your dirty talking, motherfucker. So let’s keep it civil.”
“Go to hell you fucking jerk. You deserve that slut...”
Another thick thud puts Lance’s blood on Jade’s knuckles.