Samantha’s POV
Jack's eyes darted between me and Nelly, taking in the disheveled state of the room, the scattered papers, and the unmistakable tension in the air. His brow furrowed, the storm brewing behind his gaze making it clear he knew something had gone terribly wrong.
"What the hell is going on here?" His voice was sharp, demanding an explanation. He glanced at me, concern flickering in his eyes before they darkened once more as they landed on Nelly.
Ever the opportunist, Nelly got back on her feet, straightened her blouse and composed herself, her face shifting into a mask of feigned innocence. "Mr. Chairman," she started, her voice shaky yet calculated, "she—she attacked me! Completely unprovoked!" She gestured toward me with a trembling hand, her wide eyes brimming with fake te
