She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 121

Sabrina took a few steps back, about to ask what was going on, when a haughty voice echoed behind her.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the Sutton family’s little princess, straight from the slums.”

She turned, lifting her gaze to meet the heavily made-up face of a woman whose eyes glinted with malice.

Sommer’s niece—Shana Lynn.

Shana wore a skintight, flashy dress that left little to the imagination, a sapphire necklace sparkling at her throat. Everything about her screamed money—and a distinct lack of taste.

She tottered on impossibly high heels, her arm looped around a tattooed man with shock-red hair. He was puffing lazily on a cigarette, eyes wandering up and down the street in search of pretty women, blowing smoke rings as if he owned the place.

With her chin held high and a smug little smirk, Shana looked almost comically self-important.

A flicker of cold amusement flashed in Sabrina’s eyes as she stared Shana down, her icy look practically saying, “Who the hell are you? Take a hike.”

Shana’s gaze swept Sabrina from head to toe, her lip curling in disdain.

“What are you doing here all by yourself? Looking for a sugar daddy, maybe?”

“You just joined the Sutton family. If I were you, I’d behave myself. Otherwise, I’ll tell my aunt everything.”

Sabrina’s elegant brows knit together. Shana was as insufferable as ever.

“Did you need something?” Sabrina’s voice was chilly and sharp.

She hadn’t come here to stir up trouble, but she wasn’t about to back down if it found her.

Shana, of course, had come to settle a score on Celine’s behalf. She’d heard about Sabrina taking Celine’s room, targeting her at every turn, and even dreaming of stealing her fiancé. The nerve of this girl!

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