Threat

Robert's face contorted in raw fury, the color draining from his cheeks before flushing dark red. He slammed both palms onto the mahogany desk and snapped, "Audrey Mercer, you had better tell me this is a joke. I will never allow you to break up with Adrian."

Audrey did not move an inch from her leather armchair. She kept her chin lifted and answered in a flat, steady voice, "What can I say, Dad?