Tilting her head slightly, she gave him a careless shrug.
“What do you think it is?”
The moment she said that, countless images flashed through Elias’s mind against his will.
Jasper leaning close to her.
The way they smiled at each other.
The comfortable atmosphere between them.
Every single scene replayed inside his head, and to his growing frustration, his mind kept arriving at conclusions he absolutely did not want to accept.
His face darkened slightly.
Looking back at her, he said stiffly, “I want you to tell me.”
Amara simply leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms loosely.
Amara simply looked at him without the slightest bit of concern.
“I don’t know.”
She shrugged again lightly.
“You can make your own judgment.”
The answer only made the tension in Elias’s face tighten further.
Amara calmly grabbed the napkin from the table and wiped her fingers before placing it down beside her plate. Then she finally stood up.
Elias’s eyes immediately followed her movement.
Standing in front of him, Amara looked down at him calmly and said in a dismissive tone,
“I really don’t care what you think, Elias.”
Without waiting for his response, she turned and started walking away from the table.
Her heels clicked softly against the restaurant floor as she headed toward the exit.
On the way out, she casually spoke to one of the staff members nearby.
“I’ll settle the bill for the table,” she said lightly. “Let Mr. Creed order whatever he wants.”
Elias’s face darkened instantly.
The displeasure in his eyes became even heavier as he watched her walk farther and farther away without once looking back at him.
“Amara!”
His voice rang loudly through the restaurant.
Several people turned to look.
But Amara didn’t stop.
She ignored him completely and walked straight out of the restaurant.
