“Are you trying to teach me a lesson?”

Joy’s fingers tightened around her cup, and the look she gave me sharpened into something cutting.

My lashes lowered slightly. My expression didn’t change. “Teaching you is your parents’ job. I’m only Mr. Walker’s assistant. I’m not here to overstep.”

“You think it’s impressive that you get to be Seany’s assistant?” Joy was furious at my words and my face, her expression turning ugly. ...