AMELIA
It’s been two days since Lora attempted to destroy my bakery. I’ve been on edge, bothered and terrified of everything.
Damian had assured me nothing would happen, but I didn’t believe him. If she could do it once, she could definitely do it again.
I had tried to convince him to get her arrested or sued in court, but he claimed we didn’t have substantial evidence to do that. Evidence my foot!
From the descriptions of my staff and past experiences, we had all the evidence we needed against her. But Damian was bent on letting her go till we had something substantial to hold against her. Damn him and his ex.
I sighed and continued typing on my MacBook when a knock came on my door.
“Come in,” I called out, not lifting my head from my screen.
The door opened and closed sharpl
