Spencer Elden Net Worth Novels & Stories

He chuckled, a sound that scraped against my eardrums like nails on a chalkboard. “Still bitter, are we? Annalise saw through you eventually. All flash, no substance.” I slammed the beer mug down a little harder than necessary, the condensation leaving a ring on the polished wood. “Substance? You? The only thing substantial about you is your ego, and that’s about as inflated as a punctured beach ball.” Spencer’s smile faltered for a second, then he scoffed. “Easy for you to say, Mr. Moneybags. At least I didn’t need Annalise’s father’s money to get ahead.”