Aria’s POV
When I walked to Joanna’s office, her assistant sat behind the reception desk, glaring at me. I could only imagine the lies Joanna had told this assistant about me, to get her to hate me this much without even knowing me.
Regardless, I held my head up high. If I had to walk through the fires of hell to find answers, that was what I would do.
“I need to speak with Joanna,” I told the assistant. “It’s about a personal matter.”
“She’s out,” the assistant said coldly, though I could see the reflection of Joanna through the window of the door to her office. She was sitting at her desk.
“She will want to speak with me,” I said. “Tell her it’s about Liam.”
Even mentioning Liam was sure to set a fire under Joanna, with how red hot her jealousy seemed to be.
The assistant glowere
