JASMINE'S POV—

The receptionist stares between us in surprise and disbelief.

"But Mr. Chad, sir..."

He raises a hand, shutting her up. "I don't expect to repeat myself, miss," he says with a slight smile on his face, but there is nothing humorous about his words. If anything, there is a subtle hint of a threat in his tone.

"R-right away, sir," the blonde lady stutters and turns her attention back to her laptop. She casts me one last worried look before typing away on the device and ...