CHAPTER 55

Harold's POV.

I stormed into my office, almost banging the door in her face if she hadn't held onto the handle quickly. I wouldn't have cared if it hit her but I wasn't a beast.

I pulled at my tie to release the hold on my neck. Brittany stood at the door watching me as I paced about.

“What the fuck was that, Tany?” I snapped, angry with what she had done. I hated it when she did that. And now, Riella was at the receiving end.

“What? You are going to support me outside and then come in here to scold me?” She leaned against the door, her black body con dress clinging to her skin.

She scoffed when I cussed. “What a perfect husband.” She mocked me and I lost it.

“You don't have any right, any right at all to treat her that way, Brittany. You shouldn't have said any of that to her. She was just doing her job.” I yelled, not having it.

“Her job?” She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right.” She moved away from the door, walking toward me with her bag.

“What's that supposed to mean?” I n