(Ashley)
"Patience Ashley. Be patient," Judy says with a glass of wine in hand, her legs crossed like an unflappable matriarch, her posture annoyingly serene.
My blood is boiling with a rage I'm struggling to keep contained. So angry that this shameless b***h showed up here and is about to mess things up for me.
I'm most certain she's not here solemnly for just business, and the look on her face earlier confirms it.
And for that regard I doubt if patience is what we need right now.
Best believe, it isn't.
But Judy loves to be in charge, in control and since I need her to get to Dean, I will let her for now.
Elena, who's sitting just across nods, adjusting slightly on her chair. "Pay that silly girl no mind. She's sharp-tongued, you shouldn't let anything she says get to you,"
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