What a sharp-tongued little bitch—clever, too.
After Selena left, Vespera let her expression drop.
She might've looked calm and collected on the outside, but her back was damp with sweat.
If she hadn't already gotten the lowdown on Selena from Gerard, she might've been completely fooled by that beautiful, gentle, reasonable act.
This had been their first real face-to-face conversation, and it was nothing like the ruthless woman she'd heard about in the rumors.
And that, precisely, was what made her dangerous. This woman wasn't going to be easy to deal with.
"Ms. Gildon, you sure make a lot of enemies. But honestly, picking on someone with a disability was a little much," Nancy said from the side.
Her tone carried a familiar judgment, as if she thought Vespera lacked any moral compass and just lived to stir up trouble.
Vespera pulled her thoughts back and replied evenly, "That Ms. Locke has a thing for Mr. Reid. Last time, she groped him twice, called his name, and demanded hugs.
"I guess I am kind of a bad person… But you, Ms. Acosta, definitely have that glowing-white-halo, angelic vibe."
Nancy clenched her teeth at the jab.
Still, the idea that even that idiot girl had designs on Dominic left her speechless.
Yeah, she'd be telling Fawn about that too.
"Ms. Acosta, still in the mood to shop?" Vespera asked, smiling sweetly.
"Of course."
Mocking her for being a saint, Vespera's smile was all sugar-coated knives. This woman wasn't just sharp-tongued, but she was downright calculating.
Nancy mentally jotted down another mark in her little blacklist.
"Hmph. Vespera can forget about ever getting into the Reid family," she thought.
Vespera muttered, "Not my problem."
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