Villain Ch 1956. Boosted
Allen stared at her. Soft jazz played from the mounted kitchen speaker, classy and annoyingly calm—very unlike the storm behind her smug expression.
He narrowed his eyes. "What?"
She didn't look up. Just sipped her tea with maddening patience. "Waiting."
"For?"
Her eyes lifted, bright and full of that Goldborne sharpness. "For you to say something."
"I said you're impossible. That's something."
"Not about that," she said sweetly.
Allen exhaled. "Oh god."
She tilted her head. "Not even a little comment about your ex-girlfriend and those ex-teammates of yours who're currently dragging your name all over the internet?"
He winced and scratched his temple. "So you saw it."
Her smirk widened. "Oh, I know. The company PR caught it within an hour. They flagged it. I got the internal memo. Dad saw it too."
Allen paused. "Dad saw it?"
Emma nodded slowly. "He knows."
Allen groaned, dragging a hand over his face. "And he didn't do a thing?"
