Chapter 216

"You don't get to tell me who she is," he said coldly. "Ashton! You can't be serious!" she shrieked. "We're your family. She's no one! You're letting some gold-digging little brat twist you around her finger! You think she's sweet, but she's manipulative. She uses your name like a badge and your money like her own. That design competition? Please. Everyone knows she won it because of you." "Enough!" I wished there was something I could throw at her. "When I entered that competition, no one knew who the hell I was. Not as Ashton's wife. If I wanted to rig it, I'd have needed a name to flash, and I didn't use his. You think I throw Ashton's name around in public? Fine. Name one time. Where? When? Who heard it?" She stared at me, blinking. Her lips twitched like she wanted to come up with something, but all she did was exhale through her nose. "You're quick with rumors, but you choke on facts. Don't waste your breath trying to make up stories about me. Go find a comedy club. Might as well