Chapter 33

Act coy with him? No way! Compliment him? With that cold expression on his face, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I stared at Zane's poker face, biting my tongue for what felt like forever before finally speaking. "Could you please vote for me? It would really mean a lot." "Does it?" Zane's lips curled into a smile, his gaze cold and distant. That smile made my heart sink. He hated me so much. There was no way he'd let me win. But I couldn't lose that three million dollars. I'd come too far, throwing away my pride and ego to get here. I couldn't fail now. Channing nudged Zane impatiently. "Come on, stop dragging it out and just cast your vote already!" I kept my eyes glued on Zane. As long as he didn't vote for Fiona, the money would be mine. But it was clear as day—he had shown up just to mess with me. What was I supposed to do? How could I get him to spare me just this once? Zane looked at me with amusement and a hint of malice in his eyes. The cold in my heart deepened.