The Secret Hayes Heiress Takes Her Crown
Language: en
The moment I stepped through the wrought-iron gates of the university after years living abroad, a wall of bodies blocked my path. The girl leading the pack held herself with a razor-thin, aggressive arrogance, surrounded by a court of sycophants who addressed her with sickening deference as "Miss Hayes." Her eyes locked onto the limited-edition leather handbag on my arm, her lip curling into a sneer. "So you're the cheap little thing using your face to seduce my brother? You really had the nerve to intercept the bag I ordered?" The ring of lackeys instantly took their cue, closing in like…