MICHAEL THROWS A PUNCH

The conference room was tensed up. Isabella sat directly opposite Clara while Diana sat at an angle between them. Together, they formed a triangle. The table between them was white in colour and had a recorder on it.

‘Why are you doing this?’ Isabella asked; her voice calm and menacing.

‘I beg your pardon?’ Clarasaid. She clutched her bag and stood up, getting ready to leave.

‘Why are you giving this testimony about a man you supposedly loved and cherished?’

‘I never said I loved him. I was going to. Maybe I would have loved him if he treated me right.’

‘But what you are doing right now can be said to be character assassination. Do you know that?’

‘I am not attacking someone I did not know. This man knows me, wooed me and dated me for almost two years.’

‘Did he promise to marry you?’ Isabella asked.

‘We were getting there?’

‘Then what went wrong?’

‘Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It is what he does. When he has used you to a certain time, he just breaks off the agreement.’

‘Was there
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