Chapter 57

Mirabelle’s POV

I turned toward the door. I wasn’t going to let him have the last word, I needed to leave before I did something I’d regret.

As I grabbed the handle to pull the door open, the door swung open. And there, in the doorway, stood Mitchelle.

Her expression was that of fury, and in that moment, I wished I could vanish. I could feel the heat of her glare from across the room.

“Leaving so soon?” She sneered, stepping inside. “I thought you were having a happy little chat with my man, Mirabelle.”

My stomach twisted. The last person I needed to see right now was her. Mitchelle always knew how to push my buttons, and she wasn’t about to let me walk away without doing so.

I took a deep breath. “I’m leaving, Mitchelle. Our conversation is over, I only came to discuss business.”

But she didn’t back off. Instead, her lips curled into a smirk. “Oh no, it’s not over yet. Not when I’ve got something to say.” She took a few more steps in