***LIZABETH'S POV***
I was yanked out of sleep the next morning by the shrill, insistent ringing of my phone.
"Father," the caller ID blared back at me, and I bolted upright, fumbling to answer.
"Lizabeth, where the hell are you? Why aren't you at Carter Holdings yet? Get your damn ass here this instant!" His voice exploded through the speaker before the line went dead, not even giving me the opportunity to speak as he mumbled his commands all together.
Typical. He never spoke but only barked orders. Always the same unyielding tone, as if the world existed solely to obey him.
The major reason Landon bears grievances against me because he believes I was the one responsible for his ordeals without knowing that it was father.
I stared at my phone for a moment, my heart still pounding, before a quick glance at the time made my stomach drop. It was 10 a.m and I had overslept for a board meeting supposed to have been started by 8.
