Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Livia's POV

When I received the email that I would be working with Clara Vance, I felt anger surge through me so violently I thought I might shatter every object in my office.

The crystal paperweight on my desk. The imported vase from Italy. The framed awards lining my walls.

All of it felt breakable. Expendable. Insignificant compared to the rage burning in my chest.

Clara fucking Va