Chapter 37 Tangled Loyalties

• Scarlett sat in the back of the town car, her fingers trembling around the stem of the champagne glass she hadn't touched. The night had ended in a storm of revelations. The gala's glitz, the shimmering gowns, the clinking glasses, the hollow laughter—couldn’t mask the shock that had coursed through her when she saw Julian and her sister, Bianca, slip into a private room together. The way his hand had lingered on the small of Bianca’s back, the way she had tilted her head toward him with that familiar, predatory smile.
• That betrayal wasn't something Scarlett could shrug off. Not this time.
• Her thoughts reeled, spiraling into a vortex of suspicion and old wounds. Was it just a coincidence? Or was Bianca working with Julian all along? And for what purpose? Her mind ran through every past interaction, searching for clues she might have overlooked. Her sister had always been the golden child, spoiled, adored, and cunning. Scarlett had spent years living in Bianca’s shadow, but now that shadow was laced with venom.