"What's that supposed to mean?"
The moment Margot saw Sierra, her expression darkened.
She had never liked her.
Even after all these years, she could still feel the hostility radiating from this woman.
Sierra's smile stiffened. "Everyone knows you haven't come up with anything new in ages. And you still have the nerve to show up at this event as a designer?"
How did Sierra even know about that?
Just as Margot was wondering, Sierra spoke again. "By the way, why isn't your husband here with you today? You two aren't having problems, are you? I knew it! You schemed so hard to get into his bed, but now that he's done with you, getting tossed aside is just what you deserve."
Margot's voice was cold. "Cassian and I are just fine, thanks for your concern. In fact, we have a wonderfu
