Chapter 147 Cornered Jocab Martins

• ~Maya’s POV~
• After I was searched and they didn’t find anything on me, the three women finally opened the door for me.
• “Is this how you treat all your business acquaintances, Jacob?” I don’t care to fucking call him Mr. Martins. For all I care, he does everything like a man wearing panties on his skull. Stupid man. I reserve the title of Mr. only for people who have earned my respect. I flashed him a grin that did not reach my ear. I really don’t have the time. Thanks to my husband for always wearing a cold face in the outside world, I can cope with wearing one for this idiot in front of me.