My eyes widened as I noticed the figure in the doorway.
"What are you doing here?" Morgan asked through her teeth. She didn't try to mask her anger and looked ready to lash out.
Leslie looked into the room, her eyes looking at me with a bit of confusion.
"I...umm, just wanted to hand in my report to CEO Vittoria," she said meekly, holding a small stack of papers.
"Leslie, are you serious? How can you even think of bothering Christian about work when he's a guest in our house?! Not to mention... ugh!" said Morgan, stomping her foot on the ground like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
Leslie lowered her head, "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking." But then she looked up, looking Morgan directly in the eyes, "But what are you doing in here, dear sister?"
Morgan turned around and glanced at me. She bit her bottom lip nervously and hesitated to answer.
