Chapter 43 Why Telling Me This

• Spencer's face went as pale as a sheet, shooting Tiffanie a venomous glare before reluctantly pushing the door open and walking in.
• Tiffanie turned, a playful smirk dancing across her face as she eyed Brielle. "No need to thank me. Consider it a thank you for the makeup remover." Brielle found Tiffanie's audacity amusing and raised an eyebrow. "It's in my office. Let's go."
• Tiffanie flashed her cute little fangs in a grin, obediently trailing behind Brielle.