Arvan’s words replayed in Jena’s mind like a broken track record. Her mouth literally hung open in surprise and confusion alike.
How…when did s**t turn on her like this?
“Mr. Richardson, what…what are you saying?” She chuckled halfheartedly taking a step towards the questioned male.
Much to her surprise, Arvan took a step back, avoiding her like she was some disease. This offended her, but that wasn’t the matter at hand right now.
“Mr. Richardson, I think you’ve got it all wrong. The people who caused this trouble, is them.” She pressed on, pointing an accusing finger in Leonica’s direction.
Despite the accusation being thrown her way, Leonica’s face remained neutral.
“They are the ones who threw the first blow, so it’s only befitting that they get-“
“Mrs. Benson,” A
