Chapter 94. A Tray of Half-Eaten Food

Catherine’s POV

I had to give it to the girl; she had the guts to call me out in a dining room full of pack members and with the triplets close by.

I pulled my wheelchair back to have a better look at her.

Amy got closer, and a group of five other girls followed her. I guess they were her friends or something.

Amy crossed her arms around her chest, pushing her breasts up in the process and forming a perfect cleavage.

Was she trying to show me who had the biggest assets among the two of us?

Well, it wasn’t working. I was a woman, for goddess sake; sh*t like that didn’t intimidate me.

Amy’s gaze moved over me, and I did the same. I looked her up and down, not caring who saw me. She had blond hair, blue eyes, and full pink lips. She had the looks but wasn’t exceptionally beautiful; I had seen much prettier girls than her. At the end of my assessment, I concluded that she didn’t have the heart to go with that pretty face of hers.

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