Ignoring the curious glances of the surrounding crowd, Michael wrapped his arm tightly around the woman's waist. "I am making plans for our future. We ought to take a long-term view."
Evelyn Sin didn't buy his high-sounding words for a second. Brushing off his hand, she turned to Jackson, who was still frozen in disbelief. "Jackson, don't agree to his offer. Come work for me!"
Recovering his senses at last, Jackson blurted out, "Uh... Sister Evelyn, what did you say?" He had been so overwhelmed by the astronomical figure that he hadn't processed her initial warning.
Stepping in front of Evelyn, Michael instructed the young man calmly, "Report to Thorn Group tomorrow and find my assistant, Dominic. He will arrange your specific placement." Then, ignoring Evelyn's vocal protests, he ushered her out of the venue under everyone's astonished gazes.
Once inside the vehicle, Evelyn leaned over from the passenger seat, grabbed Michael's arm, and bit down hard into his forearm.
