Chapter 818 Age Is Not An Excuse

Skylar winced and rubbed her stomach through her clothes. But instead of offering an apology, the boy made a ridiculous face at her—sticking out his tongue and rolling his eyes so far back that most of what she saw was the whites. Inside the living room, Claudia wasn't alone. Sitting with her was another woman, a few years younger but not by much. She wore an ink-black gown and nude-colored stockings, her hair tightly curled into neat spirals.