32 What Do You Think I Am Trying To Do?

Everyone's attention was drawn to the direction where the voice came from and for the first time noticed the gorgeous beauty with exquisite features, her blonde lustrous locks cascaded down her shoulder.

If not for the mischievous smirk playing around her perfect lips, they wouldn't believe she was the one that spoke judging by her nonchalant demeanor.

Shawn's head shot up, looking straight at Kathleen, his expression as dark as the bottom of a charred pot.

"Kathleen!" He growled, the aura emanating from him was dangerous.

Others might not know but he was so familiar with Kathleen's voice that without looking, knew without a doubt that it was her who had spoken.

When Kathleen was about to retort, the elevator arrived and they stepped in.