#Chapter 192 Blame

Carol’s POV “Jenna,” I said in a mock greeting, folding my own arms across my chest. “It’s a pleasure to see you again as well.” Jenna was cruel to me when I was last here and she tried to humiliate me on numerous occasions. She didn’t want me here; that much was clear. But I wasn’t going to let her break me and I certainly wasn’t going to let her scare me away. She thinks she has the upper hand here, but I couldn’t be bothered with her. She was less than a year younger than me, but I felt like I was much older than her because of her petite form and teenage attitude. She was also drop-dead gorgeous, just like her mother. She was the spitting image of Queen Elizabeth with her dark hair and emerald-green eyes. She almost reminded me of a gypsy of some sort; she also always wore the latest designer clothing and shoes. “It’s Princess Jenna to you, bitch,” she said coldly, making Monica flinch. It was clear that Monica was afraid of Jenna, and I wondered what Jenna had done t