“If she wants to stay as an intern on the ground floor, fine. If not, she can go to Winston’s Corps, or any other company. But not here. Not under me.”
I met his gaze fully now.
“She has her sights set on my husband—the one you purchased me for, remember? Don’t act surprised. You knew what you were doing. And now you’re trying to sidestep Lucian by going through me, hoping I’ll fold.”
He blinked, caught for a moment. I didn’t let up.
“You tried this with him first. I remember. He said no. You told Martha it was his company and to accept that decision. So why are you pushing it on me now? You think I’m easier to pressure?”
My voice lowered—not out of fear, but finality.
“Let me be very clear. Lucian would never forgive me if I allowed the niece of the woman who tormented him access to
