Camilla's pov
Vincent's eyes snapped to Levis, and I saw rage flash across his face. "Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? What are you to Rachel?"
The man kept quiet.
"I'm not leaving my wife alone with you," Vincent said, his voice rising with each word.
The man standing beside Rachel, the one Vincent kept fixating on stepped forward, his expression hardening.
"Your wife?" he repeated, his voice cold. "Mr. Ashford, from what I understand, Rachel hasn't been your wife for two years. And she's made it very clear she doesn't want to speak with you."
"You don't understand," Vincent insisted, his hands clenched into fists. "Rachel, please, just let me explain—"
"There's nothing to explain," Rachel said, her voice calm and detached. "And I've asked you to leave."
I stood there f
