Daphne's POV
It was pretty easy to know what exactly it was she wanted, with this public confrontation. Trisha was out to taint my image even before I made it to the high society.
I put out a finger, halting my bodyguard, who had taken a step forward. I could handle this, I didn't need her here for something this trifle.
“ Are you nuts?” My hands went underneath my boobs as I folded them while staring at her. A relaxed look on my face. One I was sure was pissing her off. She looked as if she had taken in bolts of thunderstorms as her face kept raging in and out.
“ What do you mean by that?”
Bridging the gap between us. I leaned against her ears. “ You have two choices, Trisha. You either take your dainty self out there without being thrown, or you step in and act like you were sup
