‘Your precious mistress was injured,’ she spat, venom dripping from her words. ‘To seek payback, you sicced your lawyer on us and locked us up. No food, no water, no medical help for Giana. Was that not enough? What more do you want from us?’
Austyn scowled.
‘Are you here to gloat? To survey the result of your handiwork? Are you happy now? Or are you here to issue another stern warning to stay away from your darling mistress?’
‘Are you done?’ he asked.
‘No!’
‘You’re done. My turn to talk—who told you that I got you locked up in the police station?’
‘Does it matter?’ Kira was getting worked up. ‘That arrogant, sanctimonious officer made it clear that we’d offended you, the oh-so-powerful president of the M Group. Told us in no uncertain terms that you wanted us to pay. F
