She’d thought Lavinia was just some random girl who stole Olivia’s boyfriend. What she hadn’t realized was that it was even messier than that.
Stealing her own cousin’s boyfriend? That was just sick.
No wonder Olivia had been so devastated lately—cheated on by both her boyfriend and her own family. It was enough to make anyone want to curl up with a tub of Ben & Jerry’s and not leave the couch for a week.
If Lavinia could stoop that low, there was really nothing she wouldn’t do.
Helen Adams shook her head, her grip tightening around her phone. She was even more determined to get this all on video now. It was the only way she could think of to protect Olivia Bennett.
Lavinia took a deep breath, fixed Olivia with an icy glare, and snapped, “Tell your little friend to put her phone away.”
Olivia saw the cold, hard look in her cousin’s eyes. She wasn’t scared of Lavinia herself, but she didn’t want Helen dragged into this mess.
Back in school, if anyone beneath Lavinia’s social status so much as looked at her the wrong way, she’d find a way to make them pay. She was the queen of petty revenge—never in public, but always effective.
“Put your phone away,” Olivia said quietly, giving Helen’s arm a reassuring squeeze. “Delete the video. She’s not going to do anything crazy. It’s fine.”
Helen hesitated but nodded, reluctantly deleting the video and powering off her phone.
Only then did Lavinia’s sour expression thaw a little.
She looked back at Olivia, eyes narrowed. “Look, I don’t want to make this hard on you. Just take a set of engagement photos for us. If I can see you’re not interested in Daniel anymore, I’ll leave you be. But with the way you’re acting, how can I trust you? I don’t want to spend the rest of my life worrying you’ll show up and ruin things.”


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