Chapter 112

DIANA

I don't bother with a second glance.

The necklace is off in one tug — the clasp snapping, the sound of metal hitting marble. I drop it onto the hotel floor. "I don't wear counterfeits."

Amanda, ever the picture of discretion, nods once. "It was just a sample, ma'am. Sent over by Vander...

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