g her head frantically. "Those... those accounts are f

ked up her phone, unlocked it, and shoved t

fer receipt. Beneficiary: Jair Mu

air. She lunged forward, manicu

lent, paralyzing numbness shot straight up Katelyn's arm, forcing a strangled, agonized gasp from her thro

a wet wipe from the table and meticulously clea

at logs on her screen. "Ruin her tonig

the carpet. The perfect, supportive best-friend f

nd Gemma's calves, sobbing hysterically. "He

ut, sending Katelyn sp

he Vargas trust." Gemma's voic

aught in her throat. Her eyes darted wildly, a

bastard secret was out. Her jaw trembled

efully didn't mention the paternity. She let th

ma said, leaning down until her face was inches from Katelyn's,

oked like a spasm. Snot and tears sme

d Katelyn's pale, wet cheek

I ever see you near Bri

t. She ripped the door open

d with a group of three

up, her disheveled hair, the frantic, animalistic look in

ation of being looked down upon by the elite burned

glared at Gemma, who stood per

un around and sprinted down the hal

les coiled. She couldn't let th

s dug into the thick carpet, c

She grabbed the heavy stone banister with bo

er. She looked past Katelyn's shoulder, st