Scarlett's Pov
I stormed into my office, barely aware of the door slamming behind me. My chest was tight, and I was so furious to the point where I couldn't even explain how furious I was in words.
Without thinking, I grabbed the nearest object on my desk and threw it across the room, watching it crash against the wall with a satisfying thud.
Humiliation. That was the one thing I couldn’t tolerate, and that press conference? It had been a masterclass in public humiliation, courtesy of none other than Sebastian Sinclair.
I wasn’t supposed to be made a fool of—especially not by a man. That was why I kissed Sebastian at the party in the first place, and why I made the decision to control the narrative and to let the world think I was the one who cheated.
It was better to be branded th
