Chapter 132

I mean … of course a rich, handsome prince knows about the Infinity Club. But also, wow. Wow.

“Marnye, can we come in?” Creed deadpans, leaning his shoulder against the doorjamb, his blue eyes focused on me. With Miranda here, he’ll be on his best behavior, so at least there’s that.

I sigh and rake my fingers through my hair.

“Yeah, why not?” I say, and Zack bristles behind me. The three sets of matching glares the Idols throw him when they walk in don’t help. Swear to god, he even growls at them.

“Should we go?” Andrew asks, glancing over at Miranda and Jessie. He turns back to me and lifts his chin, like he’s determined to be here if I need him to, but also willing to leave if that’s what I want.

“Everyone can stay,” I say loudly, as Windsor shuts the door and locks it.

Smart man.

Jessie, however, looks intimidated as hell and politely excuses herself.

Nobody else makes any move to leave, and Windsor re-locks it behind her.

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