Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 212

I suppressed the victorious smile tugging at my lips and stared coldly at Jeremiah. "How did you get in here? What about the security guards? Who let you in?"

With that, I turned my gaze to Elsa and sneered, "Was it you? Just because Jack gives you permission doesn't mean you can bring anyone in here like it's your personal playground."

Elsa didn't even work for Brown Group, so logically, she shouldn't have any access to the company.

But Jack always catered to Elsa, and after much persistence on her part, he managed to get the tech department to grant her access.

Elsa took a step back, her face full of feigned innocence as she hid behind Jeremiah.

Seeing this, Jeremiah immediately looked concerned and stepped in to protect her. He frowned and snapped, "Shut up!"

He glared at me disdainfully. "Why can't you be more like Elsa? Will it kill you to be a little gentler?"

I met his gaze with indifference. "Why would I want to be like her? If you like clones so much, why not just pay to clone yourself? With your narcissistic personality, this suggestion is the best one I can give."

Jeremiah immediately looked furious. He was about to insult me but then suddenly laughed. "I get it now. This is all just one of your little tricks to get my attention."

In my scornful gaze, he continued with his analysis. He was clearly proud of himself.

"If you're not trying to grab my attention, then why did you like my Instagram post? You clearly still haven't moved on from me!"

I was stunned by his shamelessness. After a long pause, I finally snapped out of it.

I said with a smirk, "Did you hit your head or something? Maybe the door slammed into your head, and you just can't remember it. Or did Eric hitting you last time give you some kind of brain damage? You do realize that accidental likes happen, right?"