Daphne’s POV
“You will have to answer our question, Miss Anna,” the reporter said firmly, holding the mic out.
“Anna won’t be responding to anyone,” Reynold cut in, irritation dripping from his voice. “Everything that needs to be said is already in court. There’s no need for further questions.”
I couldn’t help but scoff. The audacity of it all was almost laughable.
“Unbelievable, Reynold,” I said sharply. “You both are really something. You showed up with your circus of reporters to interrogate Miles, but now that the tables have turned, you suddenly have a problem with being questioned? Please. Don’t try to act above it all—it’s only making your lack of reason more obvious.”
His face darkened with a frown.
“That’s enough!” Anna snapped, her voice high with frustration. “It’s all lie
