Miranda paid no attention to Harold's anger. She let out a cold laugh and strode up to his desk. "Harold Henderson, how dare you act all high and mighty before me and the Cavanaughs?
"Why didn't you bring Yolanda to our house when I told you to? Why didn't you answer any of my calls? You must be tired of living!"
Hostility was evident on Miranda's face. Harold had always groveled before her and her father Lennox like a servant. Now that he had stopped being so obedient, it infuriated her.
Lennox's worsening condition might require Yolanda's treatment. If it were not for that, Miranda would have had her guards break Harold's legs to teach him a lesson.
"Ms. Cavanaugh, if you're here about business deals, I'm happy to discuss them. But for other matters, I must decline." Harold's expression remained composed despite her aggression.
"I won't be able to help you if you're here about bringing Yolanda to treat Mr. Cavanaugh! Not even if you threaten to terminate our other contracts!
"When it comes to personal matters, I'll serve the Cavanaughs however you want. But I can't make decisions for Yolanda!"
"She's your daughter, and you claim you can't control her?" Miranda's eyes narrowed, and her voice turned to ice. "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
"Yes, Yolanda is my daughter. But she had recently signed papers to cut ties with our family. Legally speaking, she has no connection to us anymore!" Harold met Miranda's gaze steadily.
"So trying to use Henderson Group or our family to pressure her won't work."
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