Chapter 144

Clara's POV

"Noemi, you remember Derek Montenegro, right?" Jocelyn asked.

"Of course, who doesn't know him?" Noemi responded.

"Well, she is his little... project." Jocelyn hesitantly answered.

I didn't want to be that girl from the hood who ended up beating up a bunch of rich snobs, but right now, the thought seemed tempting. Why kill someone with kindness when you can just knock them out with your fist?

The two ladies had their eyes widened; they didn't need anyone to invite them for a seat.

"That explains the clothes," Ellianna answered.

"Don't be so mean. She is pregnant, and you wouldn't want anything happening to her baby." Jocelyn laughed.

"Oh, how far along are you?" Noemi asked. A more serious expression now occupied her face.

"About five weeks," I replied hesitantly, tracing my lie.

"Oh, you look a lot bigger than I would've expected," Noemi commented.

Why had I even bothered entertaining them? This was all my fault.

"Don't be so mean, Noemi, and it's not her fault the poor t