"Throw him out!" Luca barked, giving Asher one last hard shove toward the lobby doors. The two security guards in black suits caught Asher by the arms before he could stumble, gripping him firmly.
Asher twisted against their hold with his veins standing out on his neck. "Luca, you've already taken everything from me! Tell them, tell all your fucking employees what you really are!"
Heads were turning. Whispers rippled through the open-plan office. Phones were already out, a few people angling for a better shot, eyes wide with the thrill of workplace drama.
Sara felt her stomach drop.
She'd been standing near the reception desk, watching the whole ugly scene unfold, and now she moved fast. If Asher started screaming the truth about Luca's real identity here, in front of half the company, everything he had built could come crashing down.
"Let him go," Sara said calmly as she reached the guards.
