"So, where is your dear assistant?"
Melanie cast him a side-eye as she drove toward her appointment, fingers tightening around the steering wheel. Was this man's sole purpose in life to irritate her? Why did he stress the word 'dear?' Whatever his reason, Adam Collins sure had a way with causing her irritation. All he had to do was open his mouth.
She let out a slow sigh, then shot him a look. "My 'dear' assistant has gone back to investigate the person who sold the information to your 'dear' mother. And why do you have a problem with Ben anyway?"
Adam grinned, the expression both amused and infuriating, as he lazily swiped at something on his phone. "I don't have a problem with him," he said, the mock innocence in his voice making her suspicious. "But someone else is about to."
Melanie arched an eyebrow, her gaze flickering toward him before returning to the road. He turned his phone screen toward her, and the moment her eyes landed on the image displayed, her stomach twisted.
