35. Stealing Glory. A Jealous Oaf.

Meghan flushed red with anger, nearly smashing the table with his her hands. The jug in the middle of the table bounced up and down a bit. She only realized herself when she turned her head around and saw that there were people looking at her.

"What do you mean by that?" She said angrily. "Are you trying to make fun of me, Gavin? Please don't do this to yourself. Please don't. You don't know at all how you look at this instant. I beg of you, Gavin."

"What?" Gavin asked rhetorically. "How hard is it to believe that I am the one that made it possible to get the deal."

With every word that came out of Gavin's mouth, Meghan would only feel her anger surge up the more.

"Will you just shut up?" She demanded angrily. "How can you say that? How could you possibly have gotten me the deal when you literally have nothing?"

Gavin did not say a word at this. He couldn’t quite possibly blame her for something he had not told her about before.

"I know what you are doing, and to be quite frank with