Put Up With
Brianna’s POV
“I did not do anything, Mrs. Hamilton.”
She attempted to slap me but Levi blocked her. She glared and pointed a finger at me. “You wench! You still have the guts to say that? You manipulative wench!”
I gritted my teeth and shook my head. So toxic! I guess not donating my blood to her son is the right choice. And how the hell did she come up with that ridiculous idea?
“I am telling you, Brianna. I’ll put you behind bars. I don’t care if you’re my son’s ex-wife–”
Before she could continue her words, the security held her arms, restraining her. I clenched my jaws and lifted my chin as I watched her being taken away by the security. I’d tell them to drag her out but I’m not that heartless.
I sighed and looked at Levi. His face was dark as he looked at me. “Miss Bree, are you okay?”
I nodded. “Yeah. Get me some coffee, Levi.”
I was shaking my head when I got back inside my office. My mood has been ruined but when I received a text from Rogue, my mood lit up.
My days continued
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