Dahlia's POV
Chloe's face drained of color as she shook her head frantically. "That's not what I meant at all."
I'd always known Chloe harbored resentment toward me. We maintained a careful distance, never crossing into each other's territory.
Her decision to help Ivana embarrass me came from one simple calculation - she saw me as someone who wouldn't fight back.
Everyone loves to squeeze the softest target, after all.
What she failed to realize was that I wasn't defenseless. Beyond Lorena's friendship, Soren stood firmly in my corner.
"Not what you meant?" I studied Chloe's expression, watching anxiety flicker across her perfectly sculpted features. My attention drifted around the room before settling back on her with cold amusement.
