She added the last part with a wicked grin that barely masked the storm behind her eyes.
Richard sighed deeply. He rested his head against the backrest.
He had promised his wife he'd fix this.
But sitting here, listening to Queen's fury barely veiled behind a smirk, he knew: this didn't sound fixed.
This sounded like the beginning of an all-out feud.
*****
When Richard finally swept out of the office, Queen exhaled sharply. Now that he was gone, she could finally turn her attention to more urgent matters.
She'd barely reached for her laptop when the door creaked again.
Queen's brows rose. "Chayara… what are you doing here?"
Chayara's dark eyes scanned the room as if gauging whether they were alone. She stepped forward. "I came to see you."
