Fiona
I watch Jessica reel back in shock and horror, stumbling as she listens to the person on the phone. Bankruptcy.
“What do you mean? How did it go under? The project was supposed to—hello? Hello?”
She screeches in fury, throwing her phone onto the couch near us. The project must be the XX Project she was investing in. The one I told her not to touch, but she didn’t listen and now she’s in trouble.
“This is your fault!” Jessica yells, spinning on me and glaring. “You jinxed the project, and now it’s gone bankrupt! My money and the project were climbing until you said something!” She clenches her fists and moves toward me like she’s going to hit me.
“This isn’t my fault. I warned you not to invest in the XX Project. You could’ve asked more questions or stopped while you were ahe
