Chapter 75 I am not obeying you

The feeling of regret grew heavier as Trish watched Jared’s eyes harden. Had she made a mistake?

“Nice,” a familiar voice said from behind her. “Blackmailing?”

Pursing her lips, Trish turned her head and glowered at Zachary.

Zachary stepped into the room, his steely gray eyes fixing Trish with a hard look. “Why aren’t you in bed? I gave you clear instructions.”

Trish scowled. “You mean orders?”

“Precisely,” Zachary said, undeterred. “I need to talk to Jared. Go wait for me outside.”

The nerve of him.

Trish gave her a mutinous glare. Zachary just looked at her expectantly. The infuriating part was that there was something about this man that made Trish want to obey him. And it pissed her off.

Trish stormed out of the room—well, attempted to—but pain shot through her knees and she couldn’t hold back a whimper. Grabbing her thighs, Trish slowed down. “Shut up,” she threw over her shoulder instead.