ZARA
“How dare you?!” I heard Monica's voice raging through the halls of my office. The laughter Vic, and I were sharing died down immediately.
“How dare you defile my father?” She asked, and I rested proudly on my chair. This is what I wanted, to see how rattle she will be when she finds out I didn't cast Zenith Law Firm support for Mr. Gregory Smith.
“Defile your father?” I asked her. “I don't understand,” I leaned forward. “How did I defile him? he has no authority over me,” I said, looking straight into her eyes.
Monica’s face turned red, her jaw clenched so tightly I thought she might break a tooth.
“You know exactly what you did,” she hissed. “Gregory Smith is the man my father trusted. The man we agreed on. And you—” she pointed at me like I was dirt under her shoe, “—you humil
