"Mitchell Grey!"

"What?"

"What is this?!" Jake gripped the bracelet in his hand.

"It's a bracelet?" Mitchell glanced at him for a second before lowering her head to blow on her newly painted nails.

If one were to look closely, they would have seen the guilty look on her face.

She had taken a fancy to this bracelet when she and Jake were shopping together with Malik and Nesa, the son and daughter of Auckland's gang leader.

She knew that Jake had received an ...