Betty’s POV

"Do I need a reason to stay at my fiancé's office?" I snickered before sarcastically adding.."Odette. "

Her name left a bitter taste at the tip of my tongue. My already unpleasant day just turned worse. My brows furrowed wondering how she came in. Ivan had instructed the secretary not to let anyone in.

Annoyance crawled up my spine the second I saw her standing in front of me. Old spite bubbled up in me. She stood confidently, her heels planted on the floor like ...