?<strong>Chapter 605:</strong>


    Allison met their words with a cold, scornful stare. “I can’t believe I didn’t see how utterly shameless you two could be before now,” she scoffed.


    Lindy’s face contorted with anger. As someone who prided herself on her high-society status, she found that Allison’s words were especially hard to swallow. “Allison, you’re stepping way out of line here,” she seethed. “But no matter how arrogant you get, you don’t own Sunset Hill.”


    Hearing this, Reba cast a withering look at Lindy, eyeing her from head to toe with open disdain. Her smile carried a mocking edge that made Lindy visibly squirm.


    Reba remarked, “Some people really have no shame. Just because someone spoke a few words for them, they forget their ce!”


    Addressing her directly, Reba added, “Isn’t that right, Mrs. Stevens?”


    Any underhanded schemes or supposed cleverness were utterly powerless against true wealth and influence.


    Lindy fumed, clenching her fists. “You!” she spat, though she knew better than to challenge the Green family outright. With a bitter look, she swallowed her pride and waited for someone else to put them in their ce.


    Reba, brimming with pride, leaned on Allison’s shoulder with a smirk. “So, how’d I do with my little insults, sweetheart?”


    Allison couldn’t help but smile. “Just as fierce as ever.”


    Reba was clearly pleased. “Of course, I have zero tolerance for bitches!”


    The whole scene only served to fuel Mny’s jealousy. She’d navigated high society for years but had rarely crossed paths with anyone of Reba’s caliber. The women she had interacted with were always distant, carrying themselves with an air of superiority. She had spent years bending over backward to win their favor, yet all she ever encountered was a wall of insincerity and shallow politeness. And when Colton faced trouble, her so-called friends abandoned her without a second thought.


    Being built up and then torn down was amon game in their world. But Allison, it seemed, had all the luck. With Ken’s loyalty and Reba’s support, she appeared untouchable.


    Lindy shared the same sentiment, though she’d been navigating the upper-ss circles much longer than Mny. She couldn’t resist a cutting remark. “Why can’t you take a page out of Allison’s book and find a real ally to back you up?” Lindy’s disdain was tant, like a p, and Mny flushed with embarrassment.


    Reba, who overheard their exchange, sneered and wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Some people are absolutely delusional about their worth,” she scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Anyone who gets mixed up with you is destined for failure.”


    Mny clenched her jaw, her eyes shing with the urge to retaliate. But for now, she kept herposure, knowing her best chance was to wait for the person in charge of Sunset Hill.


    She counted on Darrel’s reputation, rumored to be fiercely protective, with a vengeful streak against those who crossed him. After all, Santino, his nephew, had been badly injured. With a little exaggeration, Mny was sure trouble wasing to bite Allison.


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