THE ARGUMENT
Ivy’s POV
The atmosphere in the room was so intense, it seemed like the walls themselves were pushing in on us. I stood still, gripping the folder like a lifeline as Griffin perused the documents with an icy indifference that sent a shudder down my spine. His face was unreadable eyes black, chin rigid, and lips forced into a narrow, sharp line.
“This proves Victor and Marissa have been plotting against you,” I replied, my voice quivering, attempting to breathe calm into the fury developing between us.
For a long while, there was just quiet.
Then, Griffin gently open his eyes to face me. His eyes were colder than I’d ever seen them. Dangerously distant.
“And why,” he asked, his voice low and controlled, “should I trust anything you say?”
His question felt like a blo
