“Where is that fat b***h?”
The scream ripped through the reception floor so violently that half the office froze. I looked up from my desk just in time to see Vivian Helems storm through the glass doors like a woman possessed. My stomach dropped. A sharp, cold plummet.
No. Not here. Not today.
“Reina!” she shrieked.
Every head snapped in her direction. Amanda nearly spilled her iced coffee. Chloe looked like she’d just been handed a winning lottery ticket. Blake stood up, his face twisted in disbelief. “What the f**k?”
Vivian jabbed a trembling finger at me. “There she is!”
Heat flooded my face, hot and stinging. “Vivian—”
“Don’t you ‘Vivian’ me!” she snapped, her eyes wide and wild. “You ungrateful little tramp!”
The office went quiet. I wanted the floor to open and swallow me who
