“And it took another six just to finally walk down the aisle with her!”
“Have you forgotten what you said at your wedding? To hold her hand and grow old together. To never leave her.”
“And your kid is already one year old! Do you want him to grow up in a broken home?”
Watching him defend her so passionately, I smirked and said with a mocking tone, “Why are you so worked up? What—don’t tell me... you have feelings for her?”
“Anyone with a conscience would be disgusted by a thankless bastard like you.” Dariel clapped back. His tone was growing even more arrogant.
“You came from nothing, and yet Veronica didn’t look down on you. She even arranged a job for you in her family's company.”
“If it weren’t for the Campbell family, would you be living the good life you have now? Would you even be sitting in the president’s chair?”
Smack!
I slapped him across the face without hesitation.
“You’re just an assistant. Know your place and keep your mouth shut.”
Seeing him hurt, Veronica instantly panicked.
“Miguel, are you insane?! What gives you the right to hit Dariel?”
She shoved me aside and hurried to help Dariel off the ground. Her eyes were full of concern.