Chapter 102

Amelia

I stormed through the office doors, my heart racing with anger. The receptionist's startled expression barely registered as I marched towards Paul's office.

"How dare you?" I spat, slamming the door behind me.

Paul looked up from his desk, shocked. "Amelia, you're in New York."

"What? You thought I would be mourning my daughter?"

"What's going on? Why are you sounding this way?"

"You know exactly what's going on," I hissed, my voice trembling. "The fire at my house. You thought I wouldn't know you were the one responsible, right?"

"What fire? I don't know what you're talking about. Please take a sit and reduce your voice."

"Don't lie to me!" I slammed my fists on his desk. "I did not come here to have a nice discussion with you, Paul. I know it was you."

"Amelia, calm down." Paul stood up. "I still do not know what you are talking about. Some set your house on fire?"

"Calm down? Do you think I can calm down after you tried to kill my daughter? Misty could've died because of you