Chapter 343 Whatever
- *Sandra's POV*
- Ever had your bubble burst mid-sip? Yeah, that was me—sitting at the dining table, fake-smiling while side-eyeing Mrs Ingram like I was auditioning for the role of Barely Holding It Together.
- Sis was talking empire strategy like I hadn’t just survived a hangover, a motion sickness episode, and a political Zoom that nearly took me to the afterlife.