Outside a bar simmering and pissed as her colleagues talked and enjoyed themselves, Elizabeth was lonely and brimming with chaos. Sure, she was ready for a confrontation, Emerald knocking her phone out of her hand? Proved she wasn’t.
Pushed against a truck, the woman smiled at her like a serial killer, “We need to talk.” Elizabeth not expecting the balls on Emerald, was breathless when a woman behind her smiled like a shark, “Do you know who I am?” Shaking her head no, Penelope elaborated flexing her name, “A Bellrose daughter, and this is my best f*****g friend b***h. Keep these two titles in mind because if you f**k up? I’m going to have your life in a blender? By morning.”
Swallowing hard since the threat was not an exaggeration, Elizabeth was left stunned when Emerald mockingly bar
