"What is this?" Jason asked with a tight expression on his face. "Some kind of a childish gimmick?"
Dawn let out a small laugh. She sat down on the armrest of the couch and said, "You are still the same – irrational, arrogant and jumping to conclusions. Why would I play a gimmick with you?" She paused to see the contortion that was beginning to form on his face. She was enjoying it. "Jason, you were my most esteemed client on the blog who took all my advice to invest money in the market exactly the way I told you to."
That was true. He had invested a lot of money in the market and all on her advice. His fist turned into a ball. He felt like punching her. But it wasn't untrue that she really gave fantastic suggestions. Almost ninety percent of his investments showed profit. "If I knew that it was you who was giving me recommendations, I would have never bothered."
