Chapter 117 Butterfly knife

The color drained from Brad’s face. Before he knew it,Leah had pressed the butterfly knife

against his neck.

The butterfly knife was the most notorious of all weapons, as it was insidious and lethal. It

perched precariously on the end of one’s fingers, striking a perfect balance between style and deadliness.

How cruel and heartless of a woman to fight him with a butterfly knife.

“Stop pestering me,Brad.” She narrowed her eyes and gently slapped the reflective

blade against his cheek. “I would never pick you even if there were no men left in this world.”

“What if there were only me and Eugene in this world? Who would you pick?” he asked in a

shaking voice and a trembling heart.

She snickered. “Not you.”

His heart instantly shattered into pieces.

The door to her office opened at that moment.

“Leah, what are you-” Jason stood at the door in shock.

She squinted and swiftly tucked away her butterfly knife. Putting on a bright smile, she chirped.”Jason, why didn’t you tell me you were comin