“He illegally accessed NULL.”
“Still invited me.”
“He called you Miss London Bridge.”
“I found it mildly amusing.”
“You said you hated it.”
“I was flirting.”
Drew slaps both palms against the counter.
“I KNEW IT.”
“You knew nothing.”
“Blackwell, I handed you your wife on a silver platter.”
“She infiltrated the wedding.”
“Because I invited her.”
“She sent Sergei.”
“Because I motivated her.”
“You threatened her.”
“Because I cared.”
Sabine presses her lips together, trying not to laugh.
I point at her.
“Do not encourage him.”
“I’m simply observing.”
Drew looks emotional.
“Finally. Someone appreciates me.”
Isa walks past behind him.
“No one appreciates you. Stir the gravy.”
He turns.
“I'm busy.”
“Drew.”
He disappears immediately.
Sabine looks at me.
“He really is afraid of her.”