YVONNE'S P.O.V
I blinked back the tears in my eyes as Mr Voss drove us away from the company complex.
I had never, ever in my life been publicly embarrassed like this. My throat still burned with the sobs I was holding back, and I couldn't stop the scene from this afternoon replaying in my head. The way Prince Emri's approval had quickly changed into disgust, how Princess Amaraia couldn't even look at me.
My stomach twisted and I shifted in the seat, the leather of Mr Voss's car crinkling under me.
But who would hate me enough to do something so wicked? To change my presentation drive with pornographic videos, not caring that it might taint the company's reputation and Mr Voss's image
I could only think of one person: Lucinda.
She was the most envious in the company when Mr Voss pro
