SIA POV“That's enough, Elise. Please let go of my wrist now,” I said, pulling my hands away from Elise's grip as I took two steps backward, massaging my wrist. “Sia, what exactly is your problem?” Elise suddenly asked, taking a step forward as she glared at me. My face lit up in surprise because of all the questions, I didn't think she'd settle for that when she knew exactly what my problem was. “You know exactly what my problem is,” I fired back at her. “Do you really have to squeeze my wrist so tightly?”“You're more concerned about your wrist?” Elise asked, wide eyed. “I can't believe this.”“Of course, I am concerned about my wrist,” I exclaimed, still rubbing the sore skin.Elise stared at me quietly for some time, then she scoffed, “How do you always find yourself in unfortunate situations?”I slowly tilted my head slightly, to meet her gaze. "Unfortunate situations?"Elise's eyes locked onto mine, worry hidden in the depths. "Nicholas Winthrop, the billionaire. He has a gir
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