Marina and David were still inside the car when the luxurious black car pulled up in front of Lily. The engine purred like a wild cat. It wasn’t the kind of car someone working 9-to-5 could ever dream of owning. Not even renting.
Marina leaned forward, peering through the windshield. She pressed her lips together, then looked at David with fake concern.
“Oh no,” she said in a sugary voice. “Do you think Lily’s being scammed by someone? Maybe she’s found a new sugar daddy who’s taking advantage of her? Poor thing.”
She was pretending to care but every word dripped with venom.
David didn’t respond right away. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly, the veins in his arms stood out. His knuckles turned white. His face had turned darker, the kind of darkness that made eve
