Chapter 372

What a sharp-tongued little bitch—clever, too. After Selena left, Vespera let her expression drop. She might've looked calm and collected on the outside, but her back was damp with sweat. If she hadn't already gotten the lowdown on Selena from Gerard, she might've been completely fooled by that beautiful, gentle, reasonable act. This had been their first real face-to-face conversation, and it was nothing like the ruthless woman she'd heard about in the rumors. And that, precisely, was what made her dangerous. This woman wasn't going to be easy to deal with. "Ms. Gildon, you sure make a lot of enemies. But honestly, picking on someone with a disability was a little much," Nancy said from the side. Her tone carried a familiar judgment, as if she thought Vespera lacked any moral compass and just lived to stir up trouble. Vespera pulled her thoughts back and replied evenly, "That Ms. Locke has a thing for Mr. Reid. Last time, she groped him twice, called his name, and demanded hug