Yolanda's POV
I have been coming to the office quite often these days. I think Seth might not be good enough to get things done anyway. I went through the files last night and saw so many things not going right.
My heels clicked against the floor of the office. Several people greeted me and got out of my way. I walked until I got to his office, then pushed the door open.
"What are you doing here, Yolanda?"
"I am setting things right. You have been spending more time sleeping with women than doing what you're supposed to."
"Don't even start with your lies. I have been keeping this office afloat since after we got on our feet."
I took a seat on the sofa and crossed my legs. "My family made you, they molded you into this person. You know they always thought that you were not good enough for me but I insisted. I regret that."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
