Chapter 45

Spencer stood beside Tiffanie, his frustration boiling over as he overheard the conversation. No matter how capable Brielle was, deep down, she was just cheating slut. “I think Brielle’s miles better than Lillian. At least she’s got substance.”

Tiffanie, pressing her ear against the door, ignored the darkening scowl on Spencer’s face. Spencer’s chest felt like it was about to explode. “Her? She’s not even in Lillian’s league, let alone mine.”

“Oh, come on. You sneak around with Lillian behind her back, and I’ve got my own parade of guys. We’re all tarred with the same brush, aren’t we?”

Spencer was utterly disgusted. Everyone knew Tiffanie was easy. “You’re comparing yourself to me?”

He had only been with Lillian, while Tiffanie had been, well, let’s just say she wasn’t exactly playing hard to get. Where did she get her confidence from?

Tiffanie’s eyes widened as she looked Spencer up and down. “No way, you think you’re some sort of prize?”

nose twitched in anger, but he couldn’t lash out at her. After all, Tiffanie, for all her outrageous behavior, was coddled at

with a chirpy “Maxie,” pushed open the

moved a muscle, because while they had been condemning Brielle, Max had remained silent, ending the session with a

roses tattooed all over her arms, expressions of disdain flickered in their eyes, as if she were some

for Max. “Maxie, remember you

wore a smile, and as she passed

her real face hidden. Today’s lighter application revealed

tattoos.

blow a fortune on a male model the next, seemed unaffected by the

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surrounded by men.

Max,

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