Chapter 144

JEROME

"I'm... sorry for that," Estelle struggled out, secretly tightening her hand into a fist.

I saw it but acted like I didn't. Her frustration is now my medicine. I will enjoy watching her beg for my help, until she has no strength left in her.

It's my time to sign.

"Your lateness can be ignored, but can we talk? I really need your help, Jerome," She said, drawing closer to me.

"Hold it!" Quickly, I placed out my palm, stopping her in her track. She immediately halted, looking a bit confused. Then with pride, I said, " If you want to talk to me, then do it far away, not near. I hate when someone invades my personal space." I wiped the sleeve of my shirt, showing off myself to a helpless Estelle.

When I looked at her face, I saw bitterness written all over it. If not for the fact that she needs my help badly, I'm sure she would have launched her claws at my face to express her frustration. But now, she's as helpless as a puppy. Just useless.&nb