barked at Serena. And put a hat on. I do

g outlet center on the edge of the island. Kayla came with them, wearing dark sun

esperation. She started pulling things off the racks. Bright pinks, neon

d cocktail dress at Serena. It looked like s

buzzed overhead. She pulled the dress on. It was itchy. It

she had popped into her mouth earlier with her mouth open. She wa

ping pictures. Look at her, she whispered to

ied. It fits her pers

d a look of pure disdain on her face. Poor whi

ly on her phone, posting the photo to her private group chat. Wait unt

hoto would be useful later. Evidence of their crue

instructed the stylist to bleach her hair platinum bl

Brenda said. S

espite the bad dye job she'd given it herself for c

t, Brenda

ke straw. She looked in the mirror. She looked exactly like

hired for a two-hour crash course. Mrs. Gable was a

erena how to walk wi

lders back, s

bent down to pick it up, bending at the waist instead

Oh, good h

tea. She used the salad fork for the cake. S

our, Mrs. Gable loo

d come to pick them up. She is...

s not going there to talk politics, Mrs. Gabl

. Inside, she was smiling. They thought she was stu

. She went into the stall and locked the door.

idiot two million dollars, Kayla co

t her to sign the prenup. But don't worry. Once she's in that house, o

wo mi

say about Julian. He's killed two nurses already. Why do you thi

oilet lid, her brea

her two million dolla

the stall and washed her hands. She looked a

uld buy a lot of neurotoxin

to survive Julian Sterling. She was going