Chapter 351

On the other side of town, Kali nearly lost it when she saw Citrine's latest

message pop up on her phone.

She was still trying to come up with the perfect insult for that conniving witch when another message arrived.

Citrine Carmichael: He said I'm prettier than you.

Kali's rage spiked. She muttered under her breath, "That little tramp."

She furiously typed back: Don't get cocky. Hastings is just bored and toying with you.

No sooner had she hit send than her phone chimed again.

Citrine: He said I'm prettier than you.

Kali was about ready to throw her phone across the room. "Shut up! You really think you're good enough for Hastings?"

Citrine: I could run circles around him and still be out of his league. Besides, he said I'm prettier than you.

Slippery little vixen, Kali thought, fuming. All she's got is that sly, seductive face- what's she so proud of?

Her patience finally snapped. Kali hurled her phone onto the couch, seething.

Citrine was lounging comfortably, snacking on fresh fruit and watching her favorite show, completely

while later, her phone

Hastings: Are you asleep?

When can I

interested, and switched off her phone before popping another piece of fruit into

the other end, Hastings sat staring at his phone, waiting for a reply that never

fired off a

you doing? Why aren't you answering

Answer me.

like sending messages into

any longer,

the

again, only to

when he opened the message, it was just these blunt words: Bug me

but forced himself to reply calmly: Okay, I won't bother

since the Iverson family's downfall, life in Havencrest had only gotten harder.

house in Havencrest and bought a small place

be a burden, Clifford volunteered to live

Sawyer and Norton

days, both

financial pressure, Norton decided to take on

odd jobs in Crestwood, and Norton soon found one- handing out flyers and signing up customers at a large, upscale swimming club. The job was commission-based, and every new client earned him a

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