CHAPTER 120

DELIA'S POV

My blood boiled. Anger made it impossible to breathe.

It was only getting worse, and I, honestly, couldn't take it anymore.

All the drawers were open, and nothing I was looking for was there.

Not the thirty thousand dollars or documents for Zyliah's new branch were anywhere I'd kept them.

"What are you looking for?" Natalie came into my room, frowning over the mess I'd made. "Why's your room this messy?"

"My room would not be this messy if that irresponsible ...