Prisoner No More, Queen Of The Game

time. The moment they realized who was st

s voice full of disbelief.

e light on her wrist. Jealousy twisted inside her. Why did Aimee get to look so polished?

d wounded. "Aimee... Laurence went to the prison to take you home himself. Why did you refuse to go back? Are you still

s if even speaking was too much. She looked so fragile

urled into a half-smile th

with R

was far to

uch closer t

rawl. The urge to wipe that false sweetne

. With steady hands, she straightened her sleeve and addressed them with an almost playful tone. "Home, you say?" S

, and he exclaimed, "Aimee! Wh

n him and faced the sales associate behind t

black credit card across the cou

red in her eyes. Clinging to Laurence's arm, she whispered, "L

ned on his heel to face the sales associate, scorn dripping from his words.

te shifted uncomf

, Aimee arched a brow.

d murmurs swept t

e room. The dress that was barely worth half a mill

balled up so tight that her knuckles wh

d that kind of money, rig

s surprise with a scoff. "Stop playing games, Aimee. Te

, "This is the Reid Group's black card. There

eid Group, everyone

a chord, silen

f as she struggled to process what just happened. Ha

Aimee took her time walking over. The hint of a smile tugged at he

g out, sharp and clear. Rylie stumbled back, clutching her fac

lanced at Rylie with a look of feigned inn

d charged toward her. "Aime

rm behind his back and drove the heel of her shoe hard into his knee. He crashed agains

eaned in close. "Try to lay a hand on me ag

completely at her mercy. "Let

d gave her hand a shake before looking over at Vicki. "

bag. She pulled out a bottle of Lumen Cre

s ever laid hands on that brand

alousy as she watched Aimee use something s

s so u

ke Aimee end up livi

away her tears and turned to Laurence. "Laurence, please

as he jabbed a finger at Aimee. "You

left behind by her own family and tossed into the countryside?" She fixed him with a cold stare.

ociate carefully presented the dress to Aimee, treating he

t for them here, took Laurence's ar

if to fire off another insult, but one look at

d all the way home, r

calm, confident face. Her nails dug into her pa

men the time of day. No matter how many debutantes and he

a rural town. What could she possibly hav

rked for the Reid Group - no one a

family. There was also his brother Kayce Reid, a man not

st be

ed, "Well, look at that. A bitch and a d

nty grew. Clearly, Aimee was showing off b

on't get away with this, Aimee. I'll make sure ev