Chase POV
Resentment shot through me. Sage and I had been so close, our lips practically touching, and then this she-devil had interrupted our moment. "Sage Silverspoon, how dare you" she shrieked in that ear-piercing voice of hers that had you wanting to put your hands over your ears and flee from the room.
"If you're referring to my wife, her name is Sage Callahan" I corrected with a growl.
Sapphire's eyes were blazing. Damien stood next to her, looking highly amused by his wife's behavior. She put her hands on her hips, raking her gaze over us, her lower lip curling in disgust.
"So you think you can reinvent your company and become competition for Elite Fashion" she accused.
A quick glance over her shoulder saw that the reporters were beginning to turn back around, some of them
