Chapter 2077

Jonathan was a single breath from Miranda’s grasp when Ivy stepped in, a wall of resolve that forced the furious woman to skid to a stop.

“Madam, harassing a child doesn’t exactly showcase your sophistication,” Ivy said, voice cool as glass.

Miranda’s brows knitted at the audacity before her. “And who are you to lecture me?”

She pivoted sharply, stilettos clicking like pistol shots, beckoning the approaching manager, Elodie Bourke, with a single imperious glance.

“Ms. Bourke, is this how you train your staff?”

Elodie, fresh on the scene, blinked, still piecing together the chaos she had just entered.

“Mrs. Rainsworth, please, what has happened? Who upset you?” Elodie asked, smile strained but polite.