Chapter 258

“You should be rotting six feet under right about now.” Nadia hisses her frosty eyes on Maya, who smirks.

“And you should be sipping champagne in some pretentious restaurant, but… here we are,” Maya mutters, crossing her arms over her chest. “Orange really isn’t your colour. All though it does go well with the black eyes you’re sporting there.” She pushes her finger against it, and Nadia hisses an