Chapter 55

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Elizabeth, on the sole, looking all prim and proper, waited for Glory to show up.

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“Hundreds grand. They’re insanely expensive,” Lizabeth smirked, picking up a nudler bottle.

Chapter 55

Esme rushed over and snatched the bottles from her hands, clearly worried Elizabeth might open one. Elizabeth glanced at Esme, not mad, and thinking about what was coming, her smile grew wider.

“When’s Glory M getting here?” Elizabeth asked Esme.

Esme checked the time; it was 12:20 PM.

“Any minute now!” Esme plopped down, looking ticked off.