“Does she not have the money?” I heard one student whisper.
Another student furrowed his brow. “That’s impossible. She’s a princess!”
Bianca blanched, looking around. “I… I do have the money!” she blurted out. “I just… Um… The lockdown is messing with my bank account!” She suddenly turned to the runner and unclasped the pendant around her neck—my mother’s heirloom.
“Here!” she said, shoving the brooch in the runner’s face. “Take this as payment. It’s very valuable. It should cover everything.”
My stomach dropped. I pushed away from the wall where I had been leaning and took a step forward. There was no way in hell I was letting her pawn off my mother’s heirloom.
But before that could happen, Callum suddenly stepped forward and handed the runner his card. “I’ll cover it,
