Cora's POV
For the past two hours, Richard has been nagging me to eat or drink something, and I have been ignoring him. I could see on his face that he was this close to losing the last straw of his patience, but I didn't care. For one, Tiffany had warned him really well.
I knew I was valuable to them until they got whatever they wanted from Alpha Noah.
I kept my face straight, feeling Richard's burning gaze on the side of my face, "You have to eat something, or you will fall sick." He tried again. It seemed like Richard was one of those people who didn't give up very easily.
I raised my shoulders to shrug carelessly, "I rather get sick than be here." I sighed, shaking my head to myself.
"Well, newsflash" Richard snapped, "If you think I care about you getting sick or not then you'd
