Twisted Allegiances

“Who was the woman in the photo?” Gina asked with a frown.

Auhree‘s chest heaved violently. She swept an icy gaze over the phone screen without saying a single word.

Receiving no response after a long time, Gina pressed, “Who was that woman? Was it that won with the last name Jarvis?”

Other than Roxanne, she couldn‘t think of anyone else.

At the mention of Roxanne, Aubree replied through gritted teeth, “It was that b*tch all right!”

Never mind that she embarrassed me during the banquet back then, but my impending marriage with Lucian is already public knowledge now, yet she‘s still clinging on to him shamelessly! Fortunately, the photos taken by the media are blurry, and not many can tell that it wasn‘t me. Otherwise, I‘d be a laughingstock again!

At that thought, her face flushed bright red with fury. Her hands hanging by her sides balled into fists, her nails embedding into her palms.

Although Gina had long since harbored that guess, her expression still turned as dark as night when