I dropped her bag but a part of me felt the urge to check it again.
I opened the purse again and when I checked the first layer, I frowned.
Hidden in her purse was the passport that Tiffany accused me of stealing.
"b***h," I cussed and slipped the passport into my pocket.
I walked closer to the both of them and dragged Gladys up. She was stinking from too much alcohol and I couldn't stop her from whining.
I sighed at the thoughts of things going wrong. If Massimo ever got hold of us, he would do crazy things and I couldn't afford to let that happen.
Who was I kidding? Massimo is dead! It could be his father coming back at me but I know I...
'I feel I am crazy' I thought.
My once bestie is capable of gruesome murders and a lot of criminal activities. Well, I am too but—
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