85| Spite Reese.

"So, who are you going to the ball with?" Reese asked Axel before she could even stop herself when they were finally alone in the meeting pod.

He raised his brow. "And how does that concern you?"

She pressed her lips together, trying her best to pretend she wasn’t hurt by his words. "Do you even want to talk about the rumors circulating?"

He gave his head a slight shake. "No."

"Thank goodness my face was not captured." She leapt to her feet and started walking towards the exit. "So you can as well bear the cross alone, because it’s not really my business."

"And whose fault do you think it is?" Axel asked.

Turning on her heels to look at him, a scowl flashed across her face. "Don’t even go there!”

"Why shouldn’t I?" He raised a brow. "If you had just listened to me—"

"Listen to me carefully, Axel." She cut him off, inching closer to him with a stern look masking her features. "You can’t control me. I can decide to do anything at any time. You mean nothing to me, so you have no right