Dami’s POV

The room was thick with tension the moment Rhea and Sophia faced each other. I could feel the storm brewing beneath their calm facades.

Sophia stood near the edge of my desk, her arms crossed tightly over her chest while Rhea was poised and confident stood directly opposite her with that quiet composure that made people listen. I hadn’t expected my morning to turn into a battlefield this quickly.

“I need a few minutes with Ms. Dami,” Rhea said, her voice calm but ...