Chapter 51

But Reyna didn't feel out of place at all. Instead, she batted her lashes at Marilyn and nodded. "Yeah. I'm pretty, so I have plenty of admirers—unlike you. You look horrible. I bet no one's interested in you, right?" She clasped a hand to her mouth, looking flustered as she continued, "Oh, Ms. Jensen, I was just kidding! You're not mad, are you?" Marilyn was seething. She wasn't exactly proud of her looks, and since she was a child, she hated other people for calling her out for her mediocre appearance. Yet, she certainly didn't expect Reyna—a tramp who had just reunited with the Wood family—to insult her looks. "How dare you?" she screeched, her face twisting with fury. "Reyna, you're just a hillbilly who has just reunited with your family. Your audacity is ridiculous! Believe it or not, I'll make you—" Before she could finish, a cold voice rang out beside her. "You'll make her what?" Everyone snapped their heads toward the speaker. It was Caroline, gliding her way to the s