Chapter 15

  BRISELLE'S POV.

  Veronica marched over, her fingers digging into the sleeve of the sweater. She didn't stroke it; she pinched the fabric, her eyes flashing as she realized exactly how expensive it was.

  "Kai sent this? This?" She let out a sharp, ugly laugh. "Briselle, this is Loro Piana. It cos...

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