Patience’s Savior (No Surrender #8)

Chapter 32

Chapter Thirty-Two

JETT

I’d kept my mouth shut.

As soon as my gaze landed on Chaz and I took in his pompous expression, I wanted to wipe the shiny marble floor clean with his face.

I needed to be a steady rock for Patience, so keeping my anger in check was a must.

But I swore to myself when she walked away to go into the meeting, that if she came out with one tear or even a track where a tear had slipped down her beautiful face, I’d throw every one of those fuckers out the fifth story windows.