#Chapter9

Beverly Carington

I wore a crop top with really short shorts and looked at myself at the mirror. Clyde walked in just in time and I walked from the bathroom.

"What do you think? Will they hate me?" I asked and Clyde turned his head to me. His eyes widened seeing me.

"Is this your daily clothes?" No.

"Yes." I said.

"You really do wear clothes like a slut." He said and I'm not offended by that because a lot of men said the same thing about me.

"I know. Will they hate me for this or not?" I asked and he nodded lightly. I walked to the sofa...