"I've wanted to destroy her for so long. But I don’t have the funds, not even enough to hire an assassin." Emily’s voice was low.
She had kept her hatred bottled up for too long, and now it was spilling out in front of the one person she despised almost as much as Samantha—Bella.
Bella leaned back in her seat, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She loved watching people beg, especially someone as desperate as Emily.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a sleek, black card, holding it between two fingers as if it were the key to Emily's salvation.
"I’ll take care of your funding," Bella cooed. She stretched her arm out, offering the card like a lifeline. "Call me if you need anything. All I want is results."
Emily’s eyes flicked to the card, and despite the anger that
