Chapter 82 Where Do You Feel Uncomfortable?

Jenna was taken aback and immediately froze in her spot. She was bitter and did not want to walk over. "No. She stood there, looking up at the ceiling with a cold look." What the h*ll was going on? This woman not only dared to hang up the phone but also dared to defy his order! "Come. Over. Now. Hansen dragged his tone, sounded more dignified. A slight hint of impatience could be in his voice." Jenna rolled her eyes at him and had no choice but to take a couple of small steps towards him. Hand it over to me. He reached out with an apathetic face. What? Jenna was puzzled and stared at him blankly. What did he want? She had nothing on her except for the bag that she was carrying. "Your bag, he said as he spat out those two words." Her bag? Did he really say that he wanted her to hand over her bag? That was her personal belonging. It was her handbag. Why did he want it? Why should she give it to him? Jenna held her handbag tig