Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 94

Sonya noticed the disdainful looks from the group, and felt utterly embarrassed.

"Fifty grand wouldn't even cover my dinner tab. Just you wait, I'll be back to play soon. Unlike you, I don't have a useless husband hanging around at home."

Their friendship was flimsy at best, and her words lit a firestorm.

"Sonya, what's that supposed to mean? Just because you're single, it doesn't make you better than us. It's not like guys are lining up for you. If you had half the smarts your sister does, you'd have been married ages ago."

"Exactly. Your sister's living the high life as a society wife, while you're just lounging around with no real job. You don't even know how my husband talks about you. He says you're not worth his attention at all. Better get with the program, girl."

Achilles' heel. Back in the day, she had her fair share of charm, but her standards were sky-high. Then

cheeks were ablaze, but no comeback came to mind. In this neighborhood, being single was like wearing a sign that read "gossip

her hips. "I'll

erupted around her. Ada's husband was from the elite Ferguson family, and Sonya's claim seemed straight

up with Clara,

even without makeup, looked effortlessly stunning. Seeing her only twisted Sonya's mood further. If she had Clara's looks, finding

and a dessert for Sonya, but dessert was

my forgiveness, it's gonna cost three million—not a penny

wife beats any amount of money. No matter how much you earn, people will just

knew exactly where to hit, aiming right