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Chapter Sixteen: A Complicated Relationship

Penulis: Stacey
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-18 01:32:49

Eva’s POV

His glare cuts to me. “Who the fuck does he think he is?” He snaps. “Is that how he talks to you?”

I don’t respond.

Timothy Hart and his wife, Diana, have to be the most snobbish, and stuck-up individuals I’ve had the displeasure of meeting.

“Stefan lets him speak to you like that?” Micah questions again.

I shrug. “I mean, his parents don’t like me. They make that very clear.”

They’ve never liked me. Not when Stefan brought me into their home when we were still in college.

Heck, they
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