Andrew's POV:
"And who is she?" I ask her curiously. Why would a girl come to see me and scream at my employees?
"She refused to say her name, Mr. Eaton" she answers, with an apologetic look.
I nod at her as a sign that she can resume her work once again. I step into my office and close the door behind me quickly when I see Victoria's face.
What the hell is she doing here? No way. I'm so done, clearly everybody saw her and they'll be racing right now to tell my Father about that.
"I believe we had an agreement, didn't we?" I say through clenched teeth. I try as hard as I can to appear calm and sensible.
But the truth is that I'm so damn angry at her.
How dare she come here? My company and my house is a red line to her. And I made it clear from day one.
She looks at me with her smokey eyes, and I can see that she's not sorry for what she did. And the delicate situation she put me in right now.
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