Daphne raised her chin, not about to let him attack her dignity. He wouldn't win at this game, especially not since he had obviously had too much to drink.
"You mean, LIAM owns the place. It's certainly not my bloody job."
She leaned back a bit when he began shaking that finger at her. "I can do whatever the hell I want, Miles. What I was or wasn't thinking about doing is none of your business. You've made that perfectly clear."
"And obviously they are. I would not leave them in a compromising position, no matter what you may seem to think." She was the furthest thing from a bad mother, and he would not make her think otherwise.