Chapter 20 Shards Of Broken Glasses

• Armani’s jaw clenched, his expression unreadable, but she wasn’t done blowing hot; the atmosphere had become very hot.
• “I am not your plaything you fool, and I am certainly not here to entertain your disgusting friends! If this is how you treat the people who work for you, then you don’t deserve a single damn thing that’s been handed to you on a silver platter!”
• The silence that followed was suffocating. Mr Gilbert cleared his throat awkwardly, shifting in his seat. Mr Raymond, still reeling, muttered a curse under his breath but didn’t dare speak.