I called Aaron's assistant, inquiring about his business meeting.

When I arrived, my presence surprised him. Just as he was about to push the door open, I moved faster.

With a wine bottle in hand, I hurled it at his business partner. The bottle shattered beside him, splattering wine all over and startling him.

“Who the hell are you? What do you want?” he sputtered. Having just narrowly escaped death, he now stood there like a lion, full of ferocity and defiance.

“I’m Mrs. Goodwin. My husband has mentioned how much he despises your arrogant attitude. Working with you is a headache, so do us all a favor and stay...