CHAPTER 46: A TRAITOR IN THE MAKING

“What? The cat’s caught your tongue now?” Harry mocked when Cecilia didn’t respond to him anymore. “You’ve made your point,” Cecilia said in resignation. “Why don’t you get away from here now, huh?” “Because I think you might still need some prodding,” he said. “I still want to talk to Sarah. I’ve called, and her lines are not reachable.” “Then go away because that already tells you that she’s not available to take calls or something!” Harry stepped closer, his posture menacing. He seemed to want to use his size as a dominating feature to strike home more fear. However, the only thing Cecilia feared was the sex tape—there was nothing about Harry that made her heart race. “If she’s in there and you’re trying to shield her, you will pay for it dearly!” he said through gritted teeth. Cecilia laughed and then turned her head into the house and called out, “Sarah? Sarah, are you in there? Your overbearing and useless boyfriend is here to see you! Can you come out?” That pissed Harry