Caitlyn's pov.
“Caitlyn!” Angelique's eyes lit up as soon as she saw me walking towards her. She rose to her feet, offering me a seat and refusing to sit down until I had taken my seat first.
“Good evening.” I kept my straighten firm and void of any emotions. Not only had I not forgotten everything she said to me in my office, I was also livid about Zayn's behavior that afternoon. How could he say all of that to me?
Perhaps I looked like a doll that he could walk all over and get away with it. Well, I was going to prove to him that I can also play his game, maybe even better than he can.
I had to come up with a way to teach him a lesson, so I called Angelique to tell her that I wanted to meet with her that evening since she had been looking forward to meeting with me. I faked a phon
