Darius smiled when he spoke, but it didn’t reach his eyes. However, neither of the women realized this. Ashley couldn’t stand listening to the two of them talk bad about her anymore, so she shot to her feet and hurried over to them, her heels clacking on the floor.

She stood between them, but to Darius’ surprise, she was facing Olivia, not him. She didn’t even spare him a glance.

This was his first time being treated like this after becoming wealthy, which was refreshing. He took two steps back and leaned against the counter to better watch the two women. Olivia was already trembling, and Darius frowned with displeasure. He didn’t do anything else, though.

Ashley couldn’t care less about how he felt. She put one hand on her hip and pointed the other at Olivia, her voice hoarse as she forced out through gritted teeth, “Olivia, I thought I was already kind enough to you! When you started working here, I split my customers with you and helped you whenever you needed it, yet here you are,