extravagant life. No way she did not know about the grimy stuff her dad was up to.
Jeffrey? How exactly had he been good to me? Was it that special brand of ‘good‘ that ripped everything away and left me wishing I were dead?
I grabbed a drink and floated back a reply, [So, what’s your point?]
Sophie was on her high horse like she was some knight battling the forces of evil for true love.
[Yasmine, you’re the one who trashed our friendship. So don’t you dare play the victim when I show no mercy!]
[It’s on, girl. I’m officially throwing down the gauntlet–I’m going to steal Jeff right out from under you!]
I played along, feigning shock. [What! You mean you and Jeff…]
Sophie puffed up like a peacock. [Oh, you’re clueless. I’ve been into Jeff for ages! If it wasn’t for your stinking rich family, do you really think he’d give you the time of day?]
[Dad’s already filled me in–your orchard is on the fritz, and those fruits are going to rot where they fall.]
[Once your lottery tickets come up empty, I can’t wait to see Jeff dumps you for me!] Sophie’s foolishness floored me. She knew Jeff was only in it for the cash, yet she was dreaming he had a heart of gold?
Sophie did not get a reply from me, so she sent another screenshot my way.
It showed her sending 75 dollars to Jeffrey, with a note for him to chill at some cool café.
Jeffrey did not turn it down; he accepted the cash right away.
Sophie was gloating. [See that? Jeff’s totally into me. He gets it. You might as well just back off now!]
Into her? As if. Jeffrey’s only into the cash!
However, right at this moment, I was looking for a way out of that mess myself I was about to dump him.
The security guy rang me up, saying Jeffrey was making a scene, wanting to see me.
I headed down to the company lobby and there he was, looking all kinds of lost and shaky.
Hearing my footsteps, he turned, his voice tinged with fear. “Yasmine, the hospital… they just called. Juliet, she… She’s gone!”
Sophie beat me to the hospital.
She caught one look at me, with my granny–gray hair and my less–than–fancy outfit. I saw that smug look flash in her eyes before she scoffed, “Juliet is gone now, Yasmine, all because
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you wouldn’t cough up thirty thousand dollars.”
