Now, what she thought was a well-kept secret had been laid bare by him in such a straightforward way.
"Do you know why I didn't call you out on it before? Because, honestly, it didn't bother me at all. You put so much effort into acting in front of me; I figured I might as well let you earn a little something for your trouble, right?" he said casually.
Her expression shifted from shock to embarrassment, feeling like she'd just been slapped across the face, again and again.
It was both painful and humiliating.
"However," Garrett Vincent added, his tone turning darker, "I don't like it when some people take their performances too seriously and start thinking too highly of themselves."
He pulled the $2 million watch from Danielle's wrist and turned it over in his hand. "I can lift you up, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. If you overstep, I can just as easily bring you crashing down."
The moment those words left his lips, he let go of the watch.
