“Are you okay? Is your back alright?”
Maya frowned, putting on a brave face. “Anna probably didn’t mean it, George, don’t…”
For once, George cut her off.
“You’re too kind, always defending her. This isn’t the first time Anna has used her family’s status to do whatever she wants.”
He wrapped an arm around Maya’s waist. With Liam on death’s door, it seemed they had thrown all caution to the wind.
“Anna, apologize!” he commanded.
I pushed myself up, using the wall for support, my teeth gritted. “I didn’t push her. Neither of you has the right to demand an apolo- gy from me.”
“If you had a brain in your head, you’d check the security cameras. I’ll be waiting for your apology.”
With that, I turned and walked away. I didn’t have time for their drama. To save Liam Parker, every second counted.
“Take me to the hospital where Liam Parker is staying.”
My driver, Mr. Davies, glanced at my swollen wrist and sighed, looking like he wanted to say something but was holding back.
“Miss, were you bothering young Mr. Parker again? You’re injured. We should get that looked at.”
He then handed me a contract.
“This is the partnership agreement between the Parker Group and our subsidiary. It needs your signature.”
Net out a bitter laugh and held up my red, swollen wrist for him to see.
“Mr. Davies, George injured me, and you want me to sign a contract with him? Have you ever seen such a spineless business part- ner?”
Mr. Davies said nothing, just gave me a look in the rearview mirror.
[LMAO, the driver is totally rolling his eyes. His internal monologue must be: ‘My dear young miss, you have the nerve to say that?!‘] [Anna has been George’s biggest simp since they were kids. The driver is used to it.]
I was furious. I threw the contract back onto the passenger seat.
[Oh? Is the SFL upset?] |
