Brianna's POV

I was already glaring at Diane Jones when Rogue's forehead creased and he frowned in a very snob way.

"I am, Miss Jones." His jaws clenched as he slowly turned to me.

I took a deep breath, calming myself.

Diane Jones faced me again and her face is now crumpled. She went back to my swivel chair and crossed her legs and arms.

"You can't just barge in here and do whatever you want, Miss Jones. If you really are my sister, you have to respect me or you have to walk away from the places I own."

She turned her head to me and smirked again. "So...