Dianna stormed into her office and slammed the door closed before taking a couple of deep breaths.

Fucking Phil.

Fucking Jack.

Dianna did not need Jack to save her from Phil. She had been dealing with the arsehole for long enough that it was just easier if she ignored him. Was it right? Fuck no, but there was no way on God’s green earth that she could ever change Phil’s beliefs, no matter how hard she tried. It didn’t make him any more of an arsehole, and it didn’t make her weak. It made her smart. She didn’t need Phil’s validation to know she was good at her job. The...