The afternoon sun was high above the skyline.Regina, ever poised and proud, stepped out of the luxury boutique with her daughter, Mabel, in tow. “Honestly, Mabel,” she said, adjusting the diamond-studded sunglasses on her face. “I don’t understand how that girl dares to show her face in our lives again.”Mabel rolled her eyes, her tone dripping with disgust. “Cassie McCarthy Rosewood, or whatever name she calls herself now, is delusional. She thinks she can waltz back into our lives after what she did?”Regina scoffed. “Delusional doesn’t even begin to describe her. That little snake should’ve stayed buried with her parents. Your brother was far too kind to her. I warned him she was nothing but trouble.”The mother and daughter strolled toward the parking lot, their arms full of shopping bags, Chanel, Dior, Prada, each one a symbol of their wealth and vanity. Regina walked with the same regal posture she always had, head held high, chin tilted slightly upward, her perfume wafting l
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