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Diana lowered her gaze, fidgeting with her fingers. Her voice was barely above a whisper, “Alexander, we’ve got to lose him. He can’t follow me back.”
It seemed she needed to keep her distance from Alexander.
No one knew Steven’s ruthlessness better than she did. Alexander’s position was still shaky, and she couldn’t let Steven take advantage of him now.
Steven’d grown up in a loveless home, with even his father plotting against him.
His mother had been driven insane by the pressure.
It was only thanks to Edward’s protection that he’d managed to grow up healthy.
During those dark days, Queenie had been by his side. She was the light in his life.
Diana understood how important Queenie was to Steven.
He doted on Queenie, and she really had no right to complain.
But she couldn’t understand why Steven wouldn’t divorce her.
She had nothing left to threaten Steven with, so she could only
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wait two years to file for divorce herself.
Alexander shot her a glance, then said with a smile, “Don’t worry, Diana. I’ll shake him off. He won’t bother you anymore.”
Diana forced a smile. “Thank you, Alexander.”
“I told you to cut it out with the formalities. Keep this up and I might just get mad.”
Diana glanced up suddenly, taking in his chiseled profile. A warm feeling spread through her chest.
Alexander’s driving skills were top–notch. Within 20 minutes, he’d completely lost Steven.
Realizing he couldn’t keep up, Steven pulled over to the side of the road, his eyes dark with anger.
“How dare she run?”
Steven drove home, his face like thunder.
Outside Steven’s villa, Queenie punched in the code.
After two failed attempts, she turned to Evan in surprise. “Did Steven change the password?”
Evan shook his head. “I’ve no idea, Ms. Marsh.”
Queenie let out a sneer, looking Evan up and down. “I know you don’t like me, Evan. You’re always taking shots at me. But let me
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remind you – you’re just Steven’s lapdog. I’m his future wife. If you want to keep your job, open this door.”
Steven changing the password had caught her off guard.
Before, she could come and go as she pleased. Even Diana couldn’t do anything about it.
Steven had always doted on her without question.
But now, it seemed everything had changed.
Panic seized Queenie’s heart.
Evan’s gaze was icy, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Ms. Marsh, you think so highly of yourself that you need my help to open a door? Please, open it yourself, Ms. Marsh. I really don’t know the password.”