You really think I will do such a thing, you really are a big fool." Donald fixed his hands in his pockets.
"Don't play with me, Donald. I know it was you, but what I don't know exactly is what you would gain by doing this. Or you just want to make sure, Marcel is out in the mud." Vanessa folded her arms.
"Look, Vanessa, you may be an expert or whatever you call yourself in your field. That doesn't give you the right to challenge and make false accusations against me. I won't tolerate this rubbish and character from you, you know fully well that I can kill you in minutes if I want." He snapped his fingers.
"Oh please," she rolled her eyes. "You won't do such a thing to me, you may have gotten your way and destroyed everything, Donald. But know this, it isn't over. I will make sure you don't have your way."
"I don't know where you get your ideas from, but trust me, you can't stop me, Vanessa Shaw." He walked off, climbing upstairs.
She smiled.
