Revenge on my billionaire ex-husband
he said, his tone hardening, “is a photo taken by my security.”
The next image showed the moment she had been cornered by Lola, Merlin, and her ex-in-laws. Her smile was gone. Her shoulders were tense. Even frozen in a still frame, the discomfort was obvious.
“I was pissed my security didn’t intervene,” Nichole continued, jaw tight, “until I found out Laila told them to stand down. But a fool can see from her expression here that she’s struggling with the shit your daughter is doing to her.”
“What the hell is she wearing?” Lorraine’s eyebrows furrowed as she stared at Lola’s dress, tucking loose hair from her forehead.
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