Daphne’s POV
“Why are you screaming at me?” I asked, my tone calm despite the irritation bubbling inside me. “For someone so educated, you sure act crazy.”
Bianca scoffed, eyes flashing with fury. “Are you calling me crazy?”
I let out a slow breath, trying to keep my patience intact. “You barged into my office just to yell at me when I’m clearly here to work,” I snapped, my voice edged with frustration. “And look—my colleagues are all staring at us.” I gestured around, and sure enough, curious eyes lingered on our little scene. “If you have a problem with me working, take it up with my husband. But don’t yell in my face.”
Bianca let out a scream of frustration. Gosh, this woman is insane.
“What the hell is going on here?” A deep voice cut through the tension.
I turned to see Miles ap
