I almost laughed.
For two years, I had watched him wear fake watches and real arrogance. He called himself an entrepreneur, which really meant three failed apps, one rented sports car, and a talent for convincing Vivian that debt was ambition.
“You should talk to your bride,” I said. “She just banned me from the photos I paid for.”
Daniel smirked. “Maybe she has standards.”
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