Til Lies Do Us Part — Episode 8

everybody look here's our little viral starthus slum gold digger who climbed into asha whitmore's car in the midnight and sold herself for a fiance title title. Take a good look.

I'm standing here with nothing to hide. And you, Miss Duvalier, throwing a livestream tantrum because someone took away your favorite toy. You trashy little bench. You think you can lecture me?

Asher, you put your hands on me for this brummary little nobody. Our families are joined. That's a fantasy you've been having by yourself. Listen carefully. The only future Mrs. Mrs. Whitmore is Ivy Lane. Point another camera at Heron.

I promise you won't be a student here tomorrow.