Chapter 7 - Denise Screams As Her Designer Bags Are Seized
Realizing she was locked out of her financial lifeline, Denise dropped her leather designer bags onto the wet grass and started screaming. “This is illegal! You can't cut off my lifestyle! I belong to the Sterling family! You're a nobody without us!”
I opened the door of my private sedan, tossing my duffel bag into the passenger seat before looking back at her pathetic display. “You spent four years reminding me that I bought my way into your family,” I said calmly, turning the ignition key.
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“Enjoy the peace and quiet of the lakeside view while you figure out how to pay for your own cab ride home,” I added. Tyler sprinted across the gravel, throwing his hands onto the hood of my car as I prepared to put the vehicle into drive.
“Stop the car, Olivia! We need to talk about this like adults!” Tyler pleaded, his face illuminated by my headlights.
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