Chapter 97
Joyce’s POV
I fell back in my chair as I watched a video of me talking to Roger and Sasha. I looked like a shrew. Yelling at Roger and telling him what he needed to do. How did they even have this? I glanced over at Roger, who was glaring at me in anger. He’s blaming me for this? I was only trying to help him. She had been a threat to him and his company. He needed to get rid of her while he still could.
I looked over at Ana, and she was watching the monitor. She showed no surprise at what was playing at all. I guess she was the one who provided the video. I forced myself to look back at it. Roger and Sasha were huddled together on the sofa. I made sure that it was just us. That way no one else knew what we were about to do. This video is going to make me look like a monste
