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Sheryn clenched her jaws so hard, it was a wonder they didn’t crack. Her face was pale, and she felt a sting in her nose as she stared at Howard with teary eyes.

“Howard, how can you do this? We had an agreement! I’ve never once helped Rachel. I’ve always been on

your side.”

People thought Howard was a lazy, good–for–nothing playboy, but that didn’t mean he was stupid.

Howard smirked, his gaze full of ridicule, like he was watching a cheap stage play.

“Sheryn, are you actually dumb, or do you just like believing your lies? Do you think everything you do is for someone else’s good?”

He leaned forward slightly, voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Be honest. Are you really doing this for me? Do we even know each other like that? You just can’t stand Rachel. You think you’re beneath her, so you came running to me for some kind of justice. Hate to break it to you, but you came to the wrong person.”

Howard always spoke this casually to people he didn’t like.

Just when Sheryn thought this was rock bottom, she realized there was still farther to fall.

Howard enjoyed toying with people who thought they were clever, especially when that person was Tyler’s cousin. He hated anything and anyone connected to Tyler.

even made sure to rub salt

cousin a call? See if he’s

stroked his chin

I doubt he will. The guy probably got fooled

she

divorced woman like Rachel wouldn’t give you the time of day! Maybe take a look in the mirror before you

rose with

rich? That still didn’t win you Rachel, did it? Let’s face it–we’re both in the same

apart?”

when her phone buzzed. One glance at the screen, and her face

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had to reach for the

text message flashed before her

bank account and credit

it. Tyler wasn’t showing her or Wilma a