Viona's POV
Did she know I was plotting something against her? I tucked my toothbrush back into its case calmly.
But the second I turned to face her, she suddenly stormed toward me and hurled a stack of papers right at my face.
My eyelids snapped shut on reflex, my shoulders flinching from the shock. Once I peeked and slowly opened my eyes again, irritation surged straight up my chest, sharp and hot, and I glared at her.
"What the fu— are you insane? What the hell is this?" I yelped, staring at the papers scattered everywhere.
"The files you gave me. They were different from the initial resources Carver Estate received. You did this on purpose, didn't you? You gave me the wrong files just to humiliate me?" she barked, not loud, but with that cornered-animal bite.
Wrong? No way.
I picked up a few sheets dangling off the sink and scanned through them.
"No. This is the resource material I used for them."
