What? Was this woman insane? Did she not see the kind of damage caused?! No. Rae should have seen this coming from a mile away. She knows how her type works, all logical, nothing emotional. Gloved hands tighten into fists, the sound of the leather creaks under her palms.
“You changed that girls whole life upside down and for what? Making a stronger asset for you to use??” Nothing got her riled up more than those who saw others as nothing but disposable numbers.
“No, keep me out of your agenda. I won’t have those kids messed with anymore than they have. We’re done here. Keep your money, your jobs, your assets. I won’t have none of it anymore.”
She takes a step back, crossing her arms, her hands digging into the arms of her sleeves to keep her from doing something irrational. Dev, a woman who makes messes and expects others to clean it up. That will not be Rae. Never.