Chapter 20- Pawn

Angela's POV

Armed with the evidence in hand, I stride into the company building, feeling a mix of fury and resolve. I know confronting Jay is going to be ugly, but I’m past caring. He’s done enough damage, and it’s time he sees that his games won’t go unchallenged.

I walk directly to Dad’s office - or Jay’s now, I suppose - office, ignoring the curious glances of employees along the way, and open the door without knocking. Jay is seated behind his desk, barely looking up from his papers as if he doesn’t care about who’s just stormed into his office.

“Angela,” he says smoothly, leaning back with a smug expression. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“You know exactly why I’m here,” I reply, my voice icy. I step forward, setting the stack of evidence on his desk with a pointed thud. “Care to explain why you’ve been sharing my father’s condition with Fiona? Don’t bother denying it; I have all the proof right here.”

His eyes flicker briefly, but his composure doesn’t falter. He glan