"Miss Taylor, you've got quite a nerve! Want me to have my son call the man behind you? You'll be out of the entertainment industry by tomorrow!"
Wendy Taylor nearly laughed herself sick. "Old witch, go ahead and tell him. If I can't hold my ground in showbiz tomorrow, I'll come to the Cook family and kowtow to you!"
Heather Cook turned purple with fury. "You—how dare you—do you have any decency?!"
"Decency is for decent people. You're a vile old hag—not even human. I owe you no courtesy."
For years, Heather had bullied Madeline Jenkins with ease, and Elena Peterson had always fawned over her. She'd grown used to everyone fearing her.
But now she'd run into Wendy—a total firebrand. Her face flushed red, then pale, then red again.
She'd argued with Madeline before, and Madeline had ta
