*Oliver*
After Harper's parents disowned her, I was furious. I needed someone to blame, someone to take responsibility for destroying her life.
There was a local news outlet that had reported Harper being a prostitute because of her age. It was the worst article that had been released about her. I didn't care what they said about me, but I couldn't stand them saying negative things about Harper.
I stomped into the press office, article in hand, and stormed right up to the receptionist's desk. She was answering calls and putting people on hold. I shoved the article in her face and glared at her.
“Windsor Publishing… hold please…" she said, her voice faltering when she saw me.
The receptionist cleared her throat and took her headset off.
“M-Mr. Crest," she muttered.
“I want to s
