CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR: TAKING THE OFFER

~MAE~ I blinked repeatedly and scoffed while Frank's gaze remained on me. Apart from what I told Rose, remembering what happened in the hotel room has made me really afraid of working with Frank. I mean, what if he tries to rape me one day? “I'm not comfortable with you staring at me that way," I admitted, feeling his gaze on me, and I heard him sigh. He opened one of the plates, too, and began eating. He tried starting conversations as we ate, but maybe because I wasn't so comfortable with him, I kept cutting him short and taking advantage of the ‘Don’t talk while eating’ table manners. “I need to go get my bag. I dropped it somewhere while coming here,” I said, standing up as I shoved the last spoonful of the meal in my mouth. I exhaled deeply, grabbing a bottle of water and gulping it down my throat. I grabbed the bag where my clothes and the money were, hanging it on my left shoulder. I breathed, feeling so satisfied to the core. “What?” I asked, noticing his furrowed brows