Chapter 5

I said. "You're just hurting over your ruined reputation, your plummeting stock price, and the sting of being trashed by everyone."

I took a step forward, and he instinctively backed away.

"You've never suffered like I have. So don't even try to insult my intelligence by saying you regret it."

He reached out, trying to grab my wrist.

The moment his fingertips brushed my skin, he shuddered.

"Why is your hand so cold?" he asked.

I yanked my hand back and let out a cold laugh. "I donated a kidney. Didn't you know, Mr. Clifford?"

"I..." he started.

"Oh, that's…