Chapter 55 Fifty-five

• **Nina's POV**
• As I followed behind the group, I could hear the excited chatter and see the stolen glances. The workers seemed to be completely captivated by the woman who had just arrived. And why wouldn’t they be? She was decked out in flashy designer labels and dripping with the kind of confidence that only comes from being completely wrapped up in your own self-importance.
• One of the ladies stopped halfway and turned to face me, her expression hardening. “Hey! Back off,” she snapped, as if I were some stray wandering into an exclusive event.