I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 41

Niamh was confused.

When did he ever tell her that?

Though she thought it, she didn’t dare say it. Instead, she asked in a softer tone, “Mr. Bragg, when did you tell me that? I don’t seem to recall.”

Jareth’s expression grew even darker. His eyes, glinting with a cold light, felt like daggers.

“I sent you a message. Didn’t you see it?” he demanded.

Niamh scratched her head. When did he send her a message?

She quickly pulled out her phone and opened her chat with Jareth. There was nothing there.

“You didn’t send anything,” she explained.

Smack!

Jareth slammed his hand on the desk. “Even if I didn’t, couldn’t you have taken the initiative to ask?” he bellowed.

Niamh flinched, her soul nearly leaving her body. “It’s not like I committed a capital crime. Why are you acting like a judge slamming down a gavel?” she thought.

“I’m sorry, it was my mistake. Should I go and buy you something else?” she offered, forcing herself to be conciliatory.

When you’re under someone else’s roof, you have to bow your head.

“Do you think my money grows on trees?” Jareth continued to roar.

“Then what do you suggest we do?” Niamh asked, looking him straight in the eye. At this point, she was ready for anything.

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