Chapter 22

“She’s nothing but a freeloader,” Valerie cut in, her tone like ice. Her perfectly manicured fingers tapped the edge of her teaspoon. “She should know better than to keep dreaming.”

Margo crossed her arms tightly across her chest. “And you, my darling,” she said, turning to Valerie with a steely look, “you need to make sure he sees you as more than just a girlfriend. I don’t like the way Roman’s