Finnegan
My grip around my phone tightened. "What do you mean by situation?"
The phone was still pressed to my ear when he delivered the news.
"Boss… Mrs. Wolfe is here. She arrived with a full press crew. There are cameras, reporters, and she has packed bags with her and is demanding to be let into the house."
"She's telling them she's coming home to fight for her marriage and her daughter. We've kept her outside the front door, but she's already past the main gates. What do you want us to do?"
Rage tore through my veins like wildfire.
Oh no. Fuck no!
I shot up from my chair so fast I nearly toppled over with Abigail in my arms. "Do not, under any circumstances, let her inside the house. Keep Angel and River away from her. I'm on my way!"
I ended the call, jaw clenched so tight my teeth would have ground to powder if this were a fucking cartoon. I lowered Abigail gently to her feet.
