Lila’s pov ;
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the cracked screen of my phone as Diana’s voice spilled venom into my ear.
“How dare you involve me in your pathetic schemes, you little tramp?” she hissed. “Do you think I have time to clean up your mess? Because of you, Asher is on high alert, and now I can’t even step foot near Grandma’s house!”
I rolled my eyes, suppressing a groan. Diana’s theatrics were as tiresome as ever. “Oh, please, Diana,” I said, feigning innocence. “You’ve benefited from this just as much as I have. If anything, you should be thanking me.”
“Thanking you?” she screeched. “Vivian’s baby is fine, Asher secured his inheritance, and I’m left with nothing but humiliation! Why is she so lucky, huh? Why does she get everything while we’re left to scrape for cru
