Think the worse

Daphne's POV

It was pretty easy to know what exactly it was she wanted, with this public confrontation. Trisha was out to taint my image even before I made it to the high society.

I put out a finger, halting my bodyguard, who had taken a step forward. I could handle this, I didn't need her here for something this trifle.

“ Are you nuts?” My hands went underneath my boobs as I folded them while staring at her. A relaxed look on my face. One I was sure was pissing her off. She looked as if she had taken in bolts of thunderstorms as her face kept raging in and out.

“ What do you mean by that?”

Bridging the gap between us. I leaned against her ears. “ You have two choices, Trisha. You either take your dainty self out there without being thrown, or you step in and act like you were supposed to. I could as well strike out your name from the list"

Her nerves bulged, she clearly felt insulted but wasn't going to do anything because she couldn't risk it. Her eyes went above my shoulders a