CHAPTER 66

VICTORIA’S POV

"Where do you want me to go, Anthony?" Disbelief, fear, and anger all mixed violently within me, clawing for dominance.

"Wherever you like, Victoria," he replied, his face twisted in barely contained fury.

"I'd like to take my leave, sir," the bitch responsible for all of this said as she stood, shifting uncomfortably under the weight of the scene she'd created.

I’d deal with her—later, not now. But for causing this havoc, she would most certainly hear from ...