Chapter 713
As Donovan looked at the post, he continued, “You only talked about the media and the netizens; you didn’t mention Arielle and Vinson at all. Don’t you think that you’re focusing on the wrong thing? Those two should be the main point! If not for them, we wouldn’t have appeared on the hotel bed together.”
“Do you think I don’t want to do that?” Queenie gritted out. “That little b*tch forced me to spill the beans about the perfume back then, and she recorded it. If I mention them in my post, they’ll show the world that recording right away.”
Donovan scowled.
Queenie added, “At most, the two of them would be held accountable for an invasion of privacy. What about us? The perfume incident is a serious crime. We can never talk about it, do you get it?”
Donovan ground his teeth before snarling, “I’m going back to school.”
With that said, he turned around and went into his car.
“Hey! Wait, send me to the hospital!” Queenie ran after him, but the closing door nearly clipped her fingers.
Donovan drove off, not at all planning to send her there.
“Damn it!” Queenie kicked the streetlight beside her. Thump!
Right then, her phone rang.
Thinking that it was Donovan, who finally found his conscience, she hastily picked up the call. To her surprise, it was actually a call from Zachary.
Hence, she hissed out impatiently, “What do you want, Zachary?”
Zachary’s upset voice then traveled out of the speakers. “Queenie, are you married? I saw the post on the internet. What’s going on?”
“Ha!” Queenie barked out a laugh. “Whether or not I’m married isn’t any of your business, is it? As far as I know, you finally got into a small hospital, but Mr. Morgan released to the media the evidence of your corruption, so you lost your job again. You’re having a hard time yourself, but you still have the time to stick your nose into my business?”
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