I lifted my chin and stared straight at Scott and Hester, not an ounce of fear in my eyes.
"Scott, you really picked yourself a winner of a secretary. You dared to provoke my father. I'd start praying if I were you."
Scott flinched under my gaze, thrown for a half-second before his arrogance snapped back into place.
"Elise, cut the act. I'd love to see what kind of waves a nobody like you can make."
Hester chimed in right on cue. "Exactly. A woman with no money and no connections, trying to go up against us? Know your place."
That was when the commotion erupted at the entrance.
Every head in the hall turned. Jaws dropped, one after another.
A middle-aged man in a tailored government jacket strode through the doors, flanked by two rows of armed officers.
He was walking straight toward me.
