Chapter 62

It was that blend of pride and dignity, with just a hint of eagerness in her eyes, like someone trying to cozy up to another person while pretending to be aloof. She played the role of a refined, harmless boy toy to perfection—down to the last detail. Chuck frowned immediately. In their line of work, they'd seen plenty of people who tried to suck up, but it was the ones who acted superior while still trying to curry favor that annoyed him the most. Liam glanced at the card Ella had handed him. "Jim Frock?" His eyes darted back to her face. There wasn't a hint of femininity about it. His cold, unreadable gaze was enough to make anyone's skin crawl. "Mr. Frock, which floor did you just come from?" Ella didn't hesitate. She answered without the slightest pause, "Second floor." Liam's expression didn't change as he pressed on, "What business did you handle?" Ella kept her cool and responded quickly, "I was asking about transferring property ownership." "Which cou