The Billionaire's Hired Bride
Then I hear a soft scoff and clinking of heels approaching.
Camilla steps forward, her arms folded and an eyebrow raised so high I’m surprised it doesn’t disappear into her flawless hairline. Her voice is calm at first but laced with danger.
“Well, damn,” Camilla says, eyeing Zara like she’s something stuck to the bottom of her Louboutin. “That’s rich coming from the girl who once tried to bribe my hair stylist to make her look like me.”
Zara stiffens.
Camilla continues, a bitter smile curling her lips. “Stray, huh? Darling, if Lila’s a stray, then you’re the house cat who keeps trying to act like a tiger. You're loud, spoiled, and still dependent on daddy’s wallet.”
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