Playing the Martyr

Aria looked at Clive's angry expression.

She hadn't even said much, but he was blowing up like this.

She met his gaze. "I haven't even made my point yet, Mr. Royce. Is this how you usually conduct discussions? So... impulsive?"

Her words carried a pointed meaning.

Clive seemed to ignore her comment.

He turned to Helena instead. "Do you doubt me, too, Mrs. Vance? You remember the state the company