“What?” Bella asked sharply. “Dating Prof C.D.? No, I’m not.”
“Oh, shut up, liar,” Catherine snapped. “I’ve seen girls like you everywhere. A common nanny leeching off a billionaire and still trying to cozy up to a professor. I saw you hugging him the other day.”
Gasps filled through the room.
“Excuse me?” Bella stood up. “Seeing me proves nothing. You don’t know me, where I come from, or what I’ve been through. Who do you think you are to talk to me like that? This isn’t high school where you get to play queen bee. Grow the f**k up. I’m not interested in fighting.”
Catherine burst into laughter.
“Queen bee is still better than being a poor, fat-ass slut.”
That did it.
Bella slapped her hard across her cheeks. Catherine crashed to the floor, clutching her face in pain.
She scramble
