At that moment I was praying for her own good that she wouldn't say anything else. I was gradually reaching the peak of my anger, and if she said anything else from that moment, it was going to make me lose it completely.
"You don't know what you're talking about; do not speak to me like you know me. Stay away," I said to her, and it took everything in me to be so calm at that point.
"Oh yes, Donald, that is exactly the point. I do not know anything about you, and you do not want to tell me anything about you. Again, there is no one around you except for your driver, who is so strict and doesn't say anything. Don't you have a family?" She fired at me.
"And how the hell is that supposed to be your business, Cassandra? We had a deal, and you do not get to cut corners and try to act as if you are the victim because this was all a deal," I yelled back at her.
