Rebecca thought he was being absurd and rude. She yanked her arm away from Zachary and asked mockingly, "Mr. Adams, are you always this arrogant when asking for favors?"

Zachary examined Rebecca's familiar face. Though her features remained the same, the expression she wore felt utterly foreign to him. This was the real Rebecca—sharp-tongued, brazen, and cold-hearted.

Zachary narrowed his eyes, staring directly at Rebecca. "What do you want?"

'What do I want…?' Rebecca ...