Layla tugged at Alex's sleeve, pouring fuel on the fire from the sidelines.
"Since when does the help get a say? Felicia probably bullied her into calling her that the moment you left."
Alex's face darkened. He kicked Irene again. And again.
"A dog that can't recognize its master. You're fired, effective immediately."
I shoved through the crowd and pulled Irene to her feet.
Then I turned, fury churning behind my eyes.
"If you're that blind, Alex, go see an eye doctor. Irene doesn't even work for you."
Alex finally looked at Irene's face. Recognition flickered, but not a shred of remorse followed it. He glared at me, jaw tight.
"So that's your game. You swapped in your own people."
"If I don't teach you a lesson today, next thing I know you'll have the entire Delgado estate signed over to your name."
Layla glanced at her watch, then leaned in close to Alex's ear. Whatever she whispered, it put a cold, vicious gleam in her eyes.
A chill ran through me.
I cursed myself for leaving the hotel alone.
I pulled out my phone, ready to call Melvin for backup.
But before I could dial, a sharp pain tore through my wrist.
My phone clattered to the ground.