Jane's p.o.v

I clutch my fist against the bedsheet in our room as Ethan continue to yell at me. He had figured I was the reason for all of the mess his company is currently going through and he won't stop ranting when infact I had done it for him. Damn it! He definitely had met her.

"How could you, Jane?"

"I did it for you, Ethan. I saw how you were struggling with getting that exposure in the market and I wanted to help," I retorted, my eyes wandering around the room instead.

"And who asked you to, Jane? Did I ever ask you to go and steal those...