Clara was so comfortable as she sat with her legs crossed at Barbara's house. She had called for a meeting, revealing she was the one sending those texts to Verona.
Neither of them looked happy to see her.
"So what are you trying to say? That you know of our secret--" Verona was saying but was cut off.
"It's your secret most especially, Verona. I have your secret in my hands and I'm going to--"
"Dear sister, comport yourself will you." Barbara yelled out.
"Okay then, whatever. I'll leave now, and just go straight to meet Jake then, don't you think?"
Verona frowned but got up to whisper silently to her mother's ears. Finally, she raised her head up to meet Clara.
"What do you know? And are you really demanding ten million dollars?"
