Edge of Devotion

"Cleo, anyone who sticks around you ends up miserable. Just look at the mess you made of your own sister. FYI—Macon's buying me that 12-thousand-dollar necklace I wanted. Get ready to be out of a job," Cara sneered, her voice full of satisfaction.

Cleo lifted her gaze, her tone icy. "An expensive necklace, huh?"

Cara's lips curled in a smug smile as she flaunted the pricey bracelet on her wrist. "