Joe froze.
Luke spoke up, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Ohhh right, totally. Chairman Morris, you're absolutely right—who is Selina anyway? Some nobody, not worthy of an apology from your precious heiress. Now that she's fainted, are you satisfied?"
Joe flushed red. "I didn't expect this to happen…"
All he had wanted was to deescalate things—not to actually hurt Selina.
Angelica stammered, shaking her head frantically. "Dad, no, Selina's fine! She's faking it, I'm sure she is—"
"Angelica, do you really think everyone fakes fainting as easily as you do?"
Luke looked like he was about to explode. "You faked a pregnancy, faked a miscarriage, framed her—and now you're accusing her of pretending to faint?! What next, you want us to slap her awake just to prove your innocence?"
Angelica was speechless, her face drained of color. "I-I didn't mean…"
The more Luke thought about it, the angrier he got.
