Tina never imagined she’d bump into Patricia here of all places.
She stopped in her tracks, completely thrown off. Running into Patricia was whatever, but seeing Chelsea with her? That was just bad luck.
Chelsea was notorious for her sharp tongue. She never cared who was around or where she was—she’d say whatever came to mind, no filter at all. Tina was already trying to figure out how to steer clear.
Then she heard Chelsea’s voice, loud and mocking. “Well, if it isn’t Mrs. Martin. Out enjoying yourself on your brother and sister-in-law’s dime again?”
“Life’s really treating you well, huh?”
Tina’s anger flared, her temples pulsing. She told herself not to stoop to Chelsea’s level and tried to walk past.
But Chelsea stepped right in front of her, blocking the way. “Don’t go! Come on, I even called you the housekeeper—can’t we chat for a bit?”
“Why are you dodging me like I’m some kind of monster? I’m not that scary, am I? The way you keep ducking me, you’re going to hurt my feelings.”
Tina shot a look at Patricia. “Patricia, aren’t you going to do something about your friend?”
Patricia just looked away, pretending not to notice.
Chelsea sneered. “She couldn’t control me if she tried. If she could, would you have gotten away with stealing her parents’ inheritance? Tina, you had the guts to take it but not to own up to it?”
“And now you want to act all proper? Isn’t it a little late for that?”
Chelsea leaned in, her face just inches from Tina’s, and whispered, “You better watch yourself. Otherwise... someone’s going to make you pay.”
“Ma’am?”
Tina’s driver had brought her to the club, thinking he’d catch a quick nap in the car. He’d just leaned his seat back when Tina stormed in, fuming.
He snapped up, startled.
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