"Whoever's knocking better be someone , and I w
"I'll clean it myself"
With that her eyes widened again like I suddenly grew horns, with a quick bow, she simpered out closing the door slowly.
I hissed under my breath and sat again in front of the mirror, brushing my hair.
I hate having people react to me this way, yes I am an heiress to one of the most influential families in New York but I wasn't a stuck-up brat like most people tended to believe. In fact, unlike my brothers and sisters, I try to stay out of the media as much as I possibly can.
The only reason I was here was that it was a family function that could "not be missed without making the Reganns look bad" according to my vain mom's plea with an unconvincing sniff on the phone just 3 hours before showing up at my humble apartment with guards and a limo.
The real reason I let my mom have her was because of him….I'll admit.
