Elizabeth pulled out a lollipop, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth, grinning even more sweetly.
"You think I'm making stuff up? Then maybe it's time to talk about Trixie—yep, the star dancer of the biggest nightclub in Capitol City twenty-five years ago, the one and only Midnight Eden."
Know your enemies like the back of your hand—that's what she believed. She'd had Evan dig up all the dirt on Samantha, Isabella, Vivian, and all those girls and aging drama queens a while ago.
"Shut up!" Samantha snapped, panicking instantly. Her mom had gone through cosmetic surgery and completely reinvented herself just to marry her dad. That shameful piece of history absolutely couldn't get out, or else she and her mom—and hell, the entire Greene family—would end up being mocked just
