The blood rushed straight to my head.
Dad had served his whole career without a single mark against him, and I'd paid for this condo with money I earned building my own business, every cent of it real. Let them investigate—I wasn't afraid.
But that didn't matter if they were out here slinging mud in public. Once it hit the internet, even the cleanest name could be dragged through filth.
It would still affect my father's career.
I called building management and the security team right away.
Only when I heard the guards' footsteps in the corridor did I set my jaw and pull the door open.
A jacket reeking of stale cigarette smoke came down over my head before I even saw his face.
"Ava Bennett, have you no shame! Dressed like that to answer the door—you're throwing yourself at every man who walks by!"
Sebastian grabbed the collar of the jacket and tried to wrench me against him.
"Slut to the bone, aren't you? You see anything with a pulse and you just have to rub up on it!"
"No wonder you had to buy a place behind my back. Needed somewhere private to keep your side pieces, right?"
I was shaking with rage. I ripped the jacket off and hurled it to the ground.