"All talk and lies, and now you're trying to scrape together a loan? Taking this long, too. A broke dog like you can only pretend," Tommy sneered before the shop owner could get a word in.
"Someone like me, taking a loan?" Jacob's gaze was glacial. "President Sterling of the Sterling Bank handles my finances personally. What business is it of yours?"
He glared coldly at Tommy, his derision a palpable force. Jacob etched Tommy’s face into his