Chapter 69

Mila tugged at Jason's pants, beckoning him to just stop. These people appeared dangerous and influential. She didn't think they would be as lucky as the last time with those loan sharks.

"What do you even know about what you're asking me to do, old lady?" Jason smirked mockingly at the woman.

She didn't relent from her arrogance. "Do you have any idea who I am? If you did have an idea, you'd shut your stinking mouth and do as you're told."

"I see. You are no longer in need of your translator?" Jason raised a brow at the uncomfortable director, who was in the middle of the scene.

"A smart mouth won't save you, boy, because when I'm done with you—"

"But you didn't care to ask me who I was?" Jason stopped her short.

"That's easy. You and your girlfriend are nobodies. Gutter trash." She spared a sweet, wrinkled smile that not even her botox could hide. "But now that I'm feeling generous. If you manage to impress me, you poor brat, I might decide to cover the accommodation cost of w