Falling for Mr Charming
Doris snarled, her voice laced with menace.
"Oh really, now?" Claire huffed a little laugh, hardly affected.
"I know very well people of your kind, little girl. I can smell a gold-digger even from a distance," Doris snickered, scrolling Claire up and down.
"A gold-digger?" Claire huffed, surprised to hear the name. "Wow, I wonder when I became that." It was very amusing.
"Do you think you've won a lottery or something by getting involved with him?" Doris lashed, angered by Claire's feigned indifference. Her eyes flamed. “No, darling. He'll just use you and then trash you like a used tissue."
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