Chapter 5

His shameless face makes my stomach turn.

"Did you forget to take your meds before going out today?

What century are you living in?"

I stand up straight, staring them down coldly.

"My dad funded this company, and my code built it.

Wanna pad your deadbeat brother’s resume with my company?

You Martinez family...

I can smell the desperation from a mile away."

Mrs. Martinez snaps, jumping up from the couch, shoving her finger directly in my face, screaming:

"How dare you talk to me like that, you little brat!

You're getting married sooner or later. We’ll share the same fortune anyway!"

"In your dreams, you old hag!"

I smack her hand out of my face, walk straight to the entrance, ripping the door open for them.

"Now, get the hell out of my house!

Or I will have security throw you both out like homeless trespassers."

Leo’s face contorts with rage, his teeth clenched as he glares at me.

"Chloe Sterling, don't push it too far!

It’s just a title. Why are you treating me like the enemy?"

"Did I not make myself clear?"

I pull out my phone, dialing the front desk number immediately.

"Hello, security? This is Penthouse A. I have two psychopaths trespassing in my place..."

Seeing that I’m getting serious, Mrs. Martinez panics,

grabbing Leo’s arm and cursing at me as they back out the door.

"You’ll pay for this! You cheap bitch!

Leo is going to dump you anyway!"

I slam the heavy door shut, locking out the toxicity of that pathetic family.

Leaning against the door, I replay replay Leo’s frantic, unhinged desperation in my head.

My brows slowly knit together out of suspicion.