Hazel's POV
I'd just finished revising a draft in my studio when my phone rang, Zoey's name flashing on the screen.
My expression went cold instantly. I picked up, but before I could say a single word, her furious voice blared through the speaker.
"Hazel! What the hell did you do?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" I said calmly.
"Did you do something to make Westbrook Group lose so many deals in a row?"
Ruby's words passed through my head just then. It was time to end things with the Westbrooks for good.
"Zoey," I said slowly. "Can we meet and talk?"
We agreed on a downtown cafe. I got there early, stirring my latte, my face calm as if I was just waiting for a casual friend. A few minutes later, Zoey walked in, dripping with attitude. She marched straight to my table and sat down,
