“Enough!” August finally roared, his face a mask of purple fury, his eyes glaring daggers at Amanda.
But she didn't back down. She tilted her head up, meeting his terrifying gaze with a defiant fire of her own. “Or what?” she challenged him, throwing her hands out. “Punish me by taking away this b***h’s position? Do it. Have him divorce me? Do it! I’m f*****g done with this family, and I will no longer tolerate s**t from any of you.” She slammed her fist on the table one last time, the sound echoing through the sudden silence, and walked off, completely unbothered by the patriarch’s boiling rage.
I had to bite the inside of my cheek to hide an absolutely massive smile. The dinner hall had fallen into a pin-drop silence. Everyone quietly waited for August to explode, fully expecting a mon
