Chapter 23 Venemous Tongue

• Harley’s P.O.V.
• My gaze fell on the corner display case where a glittering diamond necklace sat inside a glass dome, spotlighted like the crown jewel it was. Xander stood there, posture proud and arrogant, with Ella curled on his arm, looking far too smug for someone who poured a bottle of wine on another woman an hour ago.
• Hearing Carlos’s calm response, he laughed bitterly. “Of course you think you can. Always the judge, jury, and executioner of the Ledger legacy.”