This Time, I Fight Back: The CEO's Daughter Returns

ot to take the brow

lattering against the polished concrete floor. A col

th tears. Her lower lip began to tremble. "Jocelyn... why would

the sudden silence. "That brownie is loaded with pean

ly. He glared at me, his face twisted with anger. "What the hell is wrong w

s last time. The memory was so

t that specialty nut shop on 47th Street this afternoon. Ask her why

e in Ethan's chest. "I don't know what

ically sweated ambition, and his crush on Sabrina was pathetic. He saw her as his golden ticket, mistaken

hority. He placed a comforting hand on Sabrina' s back. "Apolo

murder your sous-chef," I sho

tment, his fantasy of promotion. "You're making a se

es as she peeked over Ethan's shoulder. It was the same look sh

, her voice laced with venom

he worl

his grip like iron. "You're

s face red with fury. "You've

ighteous defense of the "victim." T

in her hand. She scooped it up from the floor, her mo

e onlookers. "I forgive you, Jocelyn. Here, just ha

ie to my lips. I clamped my jaw shut, but Andrew used his fr

Sabrina shoved th

he peanut flour coated my ton