Bianca Tyler sat at the kitchen island, swirling a glass of freshly poured orange juice in her hand, her eyes filled with annoyance.
She had been seething ever since she found out that Serena had gone out with Nathan.
The mere thought of it made her stomach churn.
Across from her, Maddie, her best friend, leaned against the counter, watching Bianca’s expression darken.
Maddie had known Bianca for years—long enough to know when she was plotting something.
And judging by the way Bianca’s jaw was clenched, she was furious.
“So, what did your investigator say?” Maddie asked, taking a sip of her coffee.
Bianca exhaled sharply and grabbed her phone, scrolling through her messages.
“He sent me pictures, Maddie. Pictures. Of Nathan and Serena together.”
She turned the phone screen to
