Chapter 87

“Kameron.” Steven’s meaningful call.

They were all silenced by what I said. Instead of being surprised by what he said, my jaw dropped. I passed him and slightly bumped his shoulder. I left there with my fists clenched and my jaw hanging. I feel like crying from the mixture of annoyance and frustration with all of them.

Before I could even enter Kameron’s room, something hit my wrist, causing me to snap back like a spring.

“Let go!” I screamed in his face.

“Fucking control your temper—”

“Then don’t interrupt!”

His eyes narrowed at me, and he tilted his head a bit. “I thought it was clear what we were talking about?”

I laughed out loud. “Clear? To me, yes, but to you, it doesn’t seem like it.”

His brows creased. I can’t get what I’m going for. “What do you mean?”

The side of my lips was curved. “Oh, you’ve got amnesia, Steven? You want justice for your unborn child, but you’re meeting with Rico?!” I laughed mockingly in his face.