"I hope you didn't become homeless after Rio threw you out. I mean, I don't really care about you, I really just pity your Mink fur, poor coats," I said, and she broke a smile.
"Can I talk to you for a second? It's about Rio, and I think you might want to hear all the juicy tales I have about him," she said, and I shrugged.
"Okay, go on."
She glared at Ken, the same way she glared at me, "Alone," she ground out, and I looked back at Ken.
He was under strict orders not to let me out of his sight, and I knew he would not leave, no matter what she said.
But Whitney said she had juicy tales about Rio, maybe this was my chance to get something against him, and then I could return his engagement ring and be free from him.
"Ken, it'll just be for five minutes, I'll be back," I
