Chapter 33: Disfigured

Travis frowned and sneered, "Those are implants, and you still have the nerve to show them off?" Hearing that, Mila went hysterical, "Who are you calling fake?" Travis dug at his ear, smirking, "You know what's fake. Right now, you might look all glamorous, but wait till you get older. You'll look like a shriveled balloon, all flat and saggy..." "You!" Mila's face twisted in fury as she jabbed a finger at him. But deep down, she was shocked.  How the hell did Travis know she had a boob job?  She...