Finn’s POV

“What do you mean her car got damaged?” I barked into the phone, my voice echoing down the hall. I gripped the phone tighter, barely able to keep my frustration in check. The man on the other end was stammering through his words, and every second I had to wait felt like another jab of irritation.

“Sir… Rose’s car hit a pole,” he finally managed. “She’s fine, but, uh, she decided to leave in a taxi. She… instructed me to call and have one of the drivers come to pick up her car.”

I gritted my teeth, feeling a rush of anger pulsed through me. “So she just...