Cold Fury

I forced a steady breath into my lungs, controlling every inch of my body and praying nothing would betray the fear rising within me. This was all just a part of their game. They wanted to know what buttons to push. They were seeking leverage, and the fact Yan Hao chose to reveal this much meant they, too, were restless. They must have known that Josie and Kaiden could crush Yan Hao's plan, and they thought they could use me to stop them.

Slowly, I turned my eyes from the predator sitting on the sofa to the one behind the desk. Carefully, unhurriedly, my lips curled up, forming a cold, nearly soulless smile. “I'm not sure you realized, but Kaiden and I were never on the best terms. We were rather rivals most of our lives. If you wanted to threaten him, you chose the wrong messenger.”

Yan Hao's brows inched up. “Are you trying to tell me that you don't care whether your cousin lives or dies?”

Holding his stare, I leaned back in my seat. “If he died, it would have been a loss for the co