"That's right." I smile at her, "I'm his —"
"Let's go." Sly stood from the chair, and helped me up, "thanks for the job you brought. I will have my design director contact you."
"I —" She sat on the chair, unable to move a muscle. She looked so damn surprised as her eyes kept on darting between Sly and me.
"Once again, I'm happy to be working with you, again." Sly placed a ward of cash on the table, "that should cover our bills."
"I called for this meeting, I will —"
"As a gentleman, I take care of the female, and not the other way around." He turned to me, "let's go. We have more things to buy."
He said before he walked away.
Me?
I leaned close to the stunned female, "he's my husband. You should do well not to think of sinking your fake claws in. Should I see you around my husband," I smirk, "I will show you what I'm capable of doing."
