Millie chewed on her lip. She really liked this dress—she didn’t want to give it up.
Reese caught her hesitation and stepped between Millie and Tara. “Tara, come on. Millie’s set on this one. Why don’t you pick another dress?”
Tara’s smile froze for a split second. “Reese, I’m going to the Ratcliff Global gala next week. I need something that flatters my skin tone.”
Reese didn’t even look at her. She handed the dress to the sales assistant. “Could you wrap this up, please?”
Then she turned back to Tara. “There are plenty of other dresses. You don’t have to insist on this one.”
Tara’s smile was brittle now. “Guess I was being a little pushy.”
She took a step closer, dropping her voice. “Reese, I heard the National Security Bureau picked you up the other day. The Ratcliffs have all that power. Didn’t Mr. Ratcliff help you out?”
Her eyes flicked to Reese’s stomach, her tone turning sharp.
“Then again, you secretly got rid of the baby and tried to pin it on Sofia. What do you think the Ratcliffs would do if they found out?”
Reese could hear the threat, but she kept her cool. “So what if they know? It was my body. My choice. The Ratcliffs had nothing to do with it. You didn’t either.”
Tara arched an eyebrow, pretending to be shocked. “So the baby had nothing to do with the Ratcliffs? No wonder you kept it from them. How could you be so careless?”
“Tara, that’s enough!” Millie snapped.
Tara’s meaning couldn’t have been clearer. Millie could put up with Tara’s jabs for Reese’s sake, but she’d never let Tara drag Reese through the mud.
“Back then, after Zach left the country, you left too. Before Reese and Zach even broke up, you were already hooking up with him, and now you’re accusing her?”
Millie’s voice was loud enough for the sales assistant to hear every word.
Tara’s face turned a dark, ugly red as she felt the sales assistant’s judgmental stare. “That’s not true! I went abroad for college. Zach just happened to be there.”

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