In truth, it was worth far more. This was Bulwark Group’s latest breakthrough, practically beyond price.
Panic surged through me and I cried out, “Give it back! No amount of money could replace this!”
Xaviera’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “Oh? My Sissy is priceless too. If you bow to it and promise to mourn for seven days and nights, maybe I’ll consider giving you back this so-called treasure.”
I refused to waste another word on her and lunged forward, trying to snatch it away.
Xaviera’s eyes flared with rage. “You dare try to grab it?!”
She spun and tossed the tube to Zack. As I rushed toward him, Zack casually lobbed it back to her.
I stumbled frantically between them, back and forth, not even noticing the curtain slipping dangerously from my body.
With malice in her eyes, Xaviera stretched out her foot and pressed down on it. The curtain slid away in an instant.
“Ah!” A sharp cry escaped me. Realization hit and my cheeks flamed with shame. Tears stung my eyes.
Xaviera, having enjoyed my humiliation long enough, suddenly raised her hand high, then let go.