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Chapter: 92
“Watch your tongue, Brylee Morgan. If there’s anyone who should be called that in here, that would be
you. Who was the one who seduced Harlan, knowing full well he was Rosalynn’s boyfriend.”
“Shut up!”
“Why? Am | wrong? Where did all that bite go?” Karina shot back, looking even more arrogant than
Brylee had earlier.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt‘A small, grateful smile curved on Rosalynn’s lips at how fiercely her friend had defended her. “Don’t
waste your breath on her, Karina. She’s not worth your time.”
“You bitch!” Brylee fumed, her temper threatening to boil over.
She turned to the shop assistant and screamed, “| want all of the dress in her hands!”
She would show that damned Rosalynn who she was messing with.
The shop assistant took hesitant steps closer to Rosalynn.
“I’m sorry, miss. The dresse:
Rosalynn raised her eyebrows and saw Brylee looking at her with provocation. Without making a fuss,
she handed the dresses to the shop assistant.
Brylee was acting childish. Rosalynn refused to be involved in this pathetic little game.
If Brylee wanted to burn her money so badly, Rosalynn would let her.
Rosalynn looked around and pointed to another dress.
“I want to try on that one, please.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Okay.”
The shop attendant was quick to get the dress, but Brylee cut in again, “I’m taking that one too.”
It was as if Brylee was adamant in making Rosalynn walk out empty-handed from this boutique.
Mischief bubbled inside Rosalynn, but she let none of it show on her face.
She looked at a handmade forest green dress on a mannequin and asked the shop assistant to take it
for her to try on.
Without even looking at it, Brylee repeated her earlier demand, claiming the dress for herself.
Rosalynn turned to her with an arched brow and asked, “Are you sure you want to buy that?
That dress is skin-tight. This style was made to suit women with slender figures.”