He stood frozen in place, as if the life had been sucked out of him.
I smiled and looked at Claire beside him. "Or perhaps let this 'face of the company,' Mr. Gonzalez's 'secret weapon,' take the floor?" I added.
Claire's face turned completely white.
Paul finally reacted. He walked up to me, his voice tight with anger and confusion. "Camila, what the hell do you think you're doing?" he demanded.
"What am I doing?" I picked up the glass of wine before me and swirled it gently. "Mr. Gonzalez, isn't this what you wanted? I brought the Chairwoman of Ridge Capital Partners here for you."
"I..." he stammered, at a loss for words.
"Oh, right," I said, setting down my wine glass. I took a document out of my clutch and threw it in front of him.
"This is a record of how you spent my money ov
