“Mr Aston! It's such an honor to see you here.”

That was the last thing Bailey expected to hear from a man who was a few seconds away from his destruction. The fact that he was standing happily in front of Carlos, who looked ready to strangle him, was rather baffling.

“I can't say that feeling is mutual, Mr…”

“Mr Jones, Sir. Noah Jones. I work in the customer service department, Sir.”

“Shit! He works for your jerk husband. That's messed up, girl!” Ava whispered the best she could, but that was impossible as everyone heard her.

“So, Mr Jones, may I ask why you're touching what's mine?”

Carlos’ voice...