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That’s what wealth does for you, she thought. It gives you the means and the power to remain concealed from the world if you choose to—or if you need to.
It irked her, this ease with wealth and privilege that Daphne exuded, as though it were her birthright.
Amber is a hater
She hated the clucking sounds groups of women made, like a bunch of cackling hens.
She’d made sure that the last person who tried that got what was coming to her.
That had ended very badly, but she wouldn’t make the same mistakes this time.
that rich bitch’s hand in the other—“First
She wanted to type her own comment: Mommy and Daddy are lying skanks.
Of course one of the nannies is there. God forbid she should have to do anything for herself.
Big hater energy
It had just taken time and determination, but determination was one thing Amber had in spades.
Shes determined to do everything except become wealthy on her own or find a rich man that isnt married with kids ?
When she left Missouri, she’d made sure that anyone looking for her wouldn’t find even a trace to follow.
Scammer or killer
Amber needed order—disciplined, structured order. And now, finally, she was the master of her world. And of her fate.
But of course, Amber thought. It seemed the more money you had, the less you had to actually come into contact with the filthy stuff.
On one occasion, when Daphne left her at the house alone to go pick up the girls, she’d tried on every pair of Daphne’s underwear. Sometimes she’d go upstairs and use Daphne’s bathroom, brush her hair with Daphne’s brush, apply a little of her lipstick. They almost looked the same, she would think as she looked in the mirror at herself.
What the actual fuck
