(Claire's pov)

I took a full gulp at the glass of whiskey in my hand. My head spinning but there was no stopping now.

"How dare she, she had the guts to walk into my office and sprout rubbish," I said, clenching my glass so hard.

"Calm down, at this point, you are going to shatter the glass," Mia said, rubbing my back gently.

"She had the nerve to tell me to stay away from Jonathan like she owns him, is she foolish or what" I laughed, biting my lower lips harder.

"You said you met her and Jonathan in his hotel room alone, who knows maybe something might be...