Chapter 652

• Gavin’s patience had clearly worn thin. His voice was sharp and commanding as he barked, “Are you going to do it or not? Stop wasting time!”
• Joan flinched at his tone. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for her jacket, slipping it off her shoulders. She sat down on the sofa, running a delicate hand through her hair, then hesitantly undid the top button of her blouse.
• Just as she was about to continue, Gavin suddenly reached for his phone and made a call. His voice was casual but firm.