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“Good to see you’re still friends.”
“My turn to call bullshit, Peaches. You never liked Astrid.” He studies me closely. “Why?”
Because I was jealous of her. Of how easily she could make him laugh.
I still am.
“Stepsisters aren’t known to get along. Have you readCinderella?”
“Boring and unrealistic.”
“It’s still true about the stepsisters part. I might have thought myself a princess, but I was the villain all along.”
“A gorgeous one at that.” He pauses. I pause. And it seems as if the entire plane pauses at his words.
Did he just call me…
“Did you just say I’m a gorgeous villain?”
He clears his throat. “You’re evading the actual subject. Was there any other reason why you didn’t like Astrid?”
“No.” I take a sip of my water.
Daniel unwraps the lollipop and sticks it in his mouth. It should be comical that a solicitor with as much charm and charisma as he has is sucking on a lollipop, but it’s the exact opposite.
He looks hotter than the sun and all of its planets and I have to stop myself from gawking like the teenage idiot version of me.
“How about you?” he asks.
“How about me?”
“Are you keeping in touch with any of your, and excuse my bloody French, pathetically vain, irrevocably selfish bitch friends?”
“They were never my friends.”
“Not even Chloe?”
“Not even her. She blocked me faster than cancel culture after Mum was arrested. Being acquainted with a murderer’s daughter was bad for her daddy’s business.”
“Her daddy is bad for his own business. He went bankrupt, so she got herself a sugar daddy instead.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, saw them in Boston once. Seventy years old and with a heart condition that can’t handle Viagra. Anyone can see her soul evaporating from her body, probably thinking about sucking that wrinkly dick for her next Rolls-Royce.”
It’s wrong, but I chuckle, unable to hold it in. “You’re bad.”
“She said that, too, when I gave her my card and informed her that once he’s dead, his sons will sue her for everything, including the Rolls-Royce. So all the dick sucking is for nothing. She had other choice words for me as well, but they’re as important as her existence. I don’t remember them.”
I smile, but it must appear sad, nostalgic. “She was the one who tattled on you, you know. She was always jealous of me and slept with every boy who showed interest in me. She told me so herself before she blocked me.”
His eyes narrow. “Maybe I’ll find her husband’s sons, after all. Do the world a favor and get rid of gold-diggers.”
“Are you serious?”
“Hundred percent. Though letting her suck wrinkly dick for a few more years is also tempting.”
“Aren’t you the vindictive one?”
