Yvaine had just dumped the pics into half a dozen group chats without a single caption.
Then her gang kicked off their performance like it was rehearsed.
Voices up, filters off.
"Is that Catherine Vance?"
"Sure is. Lucky girl. Had Rhys Granger wrapped around her finger back in the day, dumped him, disappeared overseas for years, and still crawled back into his bed like nothing happened."
"Deadass. Word is, he's paying her to be his secretary now. Like, girl didn't even study anything close to that."
"Please, I heard she majored in interior design or something, nothing to do with admin."
"Nepotism much?"
"Bet they do role-play in the office. 'Mr. Granger, I need a raise...' b***h, please, we know how you're earning that bonus."
They didn't even bother whispering
