Nichole's lips curved into a smirk, her eyes glinting. "I know her all right," she said, her voice smug. "And I know a lot more about her than you do." She took a step closer, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "In fact, I know something that could ruin her."

Pedro's eyes narrowed, a look of suspicion crossing his face. "What do you mean?" he asked, his tone wary. "What do you know about Carmela?"

Nichole let out a low chuckle, her eyes shining with amusement.

"Oh, I can't tell ...