Chapter 165

Sophia was taking too long to answer his question. William was growing tired of her pleas and what was more embarrassing were the sighs he was hearing from the thugs he had asked for security. They sighed every few minutes, as though they were of what they were watching. It felt like his talk and her pleads were boring them.

William frowned.

He was boring them? Oh no! He was going to make sure they were entertained enough.

"You wench, speak!" He spat out from no where. His voice had risen by a bass or two. He was now grabbing Sophia by the collar while he stared int her eyes. He could see fear. She as terrified. But from the corner of his eyes, William could see the thugs had now stood up straight. It looked like they were now very interested in what was happening between them.

It gladdened William's heart.

"You don't want to speak, fine!!" he barked at her as he pushed her forcefully, back into her chair, holding her blouse's collar, he started to drag at it, causing it to tear.

So