Claimed By My Ex’s Rival
I had seen enough of Star to know exactly what kind of person she was.
Still, I kept watching, mostly because I couldn’t believe she was sitting there like some respected guest.
After a while, my patience started wearing thin.
I reached for the mouse again. But before I could close the video, Cheyenne suddenly shifted the topic.
“So,” she said smoothly, turning toward Star with interest. “There’s been quite a bit of buzz lately about the fast-rising fashion designer making headlines recently.”
My hand froze.
The screen changed and suddenly, my picture appeared on the display behind them.
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