Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina)

Chapter 2

Sara Harvey was chilling on the plush VIP sofa in the Chanel boutique, rubbing her forehead.

The Harvey family had recently found their long-lost daughter. Selina, after twenty-one years, and at first, Sara was pretty stoked about the reunion. But once she got to hang out with Selina, she realized her daughter was more awkward than a fish out of water, especially compared to Ashley. Raised in the Harvey residence, schooled in the finest institutions, and groomed in the arts, Ashley was the epitome of class.

The more Sara saw them side by side, the more out of place Selina seemed. Her manners around the house screamed out of touch, coming off more like a sneaky servant than Harvey material. And with her upcoming marriage into the Clark family, Selina's antics just didn't cut it.

"Mom, shopping's done." Ashley's sweet voice broke into Sara's thoughts.

Sara's

ra's face lit up at Ashley. "That's wonderful. Selina, why are you still dressed like that? Trash it. Slip into the new Chanel you got."

Sara couldn't stand how Selina's bargain-bin look, complete with a basic white tee, jeans, and sneakers, clashes with the Harvey unage. They had nothing against the less fortunate, but as a Harvey, her getup was a no-go, especially next to Ashley, the picture of perfection. With both girls there, Sara felt let down by Selina.

Ashley added, "Mom, I told Selina she'd look tabs in the Chanel"

Selina cut in, Tm good as I a

No need to make a big

ig deal

"Good! What's good about this? Your sister's looking out for you

bothered? Then

gaped at her. "Excuse

nnds along, eager to please? Now she's giving me-her mother-the cold shoulder!

I'm heading out, and oh. Eve got news

marched off, hand in her pocket, done with the whole Harvey drama. Just being near them made

hit the exit than the security gate blared-beep

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let's take a look in your bag,

"Selina, caught

the stolen stuff with Selina, but suspicion was all on her.

the first time. The second! They turned up diamond shards in Selina's pants-parts

in the sticks, so they thought she might have picked up bad habits like stealing. They were willing to overlook some trouble at home, thinking she needed time to adapt. But shoplifting at Chanel? That was just too embarrassing for Sara and

back what you

Mom. We don't even know if there's a real problem. Maybe the alarm messed up h's not like Selina

out with sympathy. You're too naive. You're

deer caught in the headlights, glancing over at Selina with big, sad

stared back, a

smirk on her face.

"Aren't you gonna say sorry? What

and needles, throwing

their job, and they figured there was no way Selina, Sara's plus-one, could've taken something. They sure didn't see this blowup coming-Sara blasting Selina and demanding

didn't take anything. Mrs. Harvey, will you say sorry for accusing me?" Selina's voice cut through

couldn't believe it-only because a DNA test said it was a perfect match. This woman who branded her a thief, who never defended her, and who wanted to send her to a mental hospital for shock treatment, was her