Anna's POV
"Awake?" Samuel's somewhat excited voice came through the phone, the music in the background softer but still clearly audible.
Hearing that simple "awake," I immediately realized Marcus was right —this bastard had deliberately gotten me drunk, luring Marcus and Jack to the bar. His tone was infuriatingly smug, filled with obvious malice. I bit my lip but decided not to let him see my anger.
"I tricked you into drinking with me.
Did your uncle scold you?" he asked with fake concern.
I refused to let him treat me like his entertainment. Suppressing my rage, I deliberately softened my voice: "Mr. Griffin, I certainly did drink as promised. I wonder if you felt my sincerity?" I reminded him of our deal.
"I felt your sincerity, but it's not enough," he replied, the dismissiveness in his tone making my blood boil.
