The Fragrance Queen's Final Note novel Chapter 121

Queenie's pupils dilated. Before they could even contract, her retinas were burned with a flash of blinding white.

Hanging by a thread, she yanked the steering wheel hard to the right.

The tires shrieked against the asphalt in a deafening screech.

A split second later, with a massive crunch, the car slammed into the guardrail.

The airbags deployed instantly, and as her vision blurred, she lost consciousness.

**

Aurélle Group.

Stanley sat gloomily in his office chair.

Miles came in occasionally to drop off documents, not daring to breathe too loudly.

He had overheard the phone call Stanley just had with Jocelyn, and honestly, it had shocked him too.

Having witnessed firsthand what a scumbag Queenie's husband was the other day, he couldn't believe she was still willing to have a baby with him. To the point of resorting to IVF if they couldn't conceive naturally?

How insanely in love did she have to be to lose all rational thought like that?

He sneaked another glance at his boss. Hearing that news must have been devastating. His heart was probably shredded to pieces right now.

Pierced by a thousand arrows, twisting the knife.

Thinking about this, Miles sighed inwardly. He loved her, she loved him...

What is love, anyway?

It really was a vicious cycle.

Stanley was indeed shrouded in a dark aura. Ever since he hung up that call, the air around him had turned frigid and dangerous.

As he signed a document, his long fingers gripped the pen so tightly that his knuckles turned a stark, rigid white.

Right then, the phone on his desk buzzed again.

Jocelyn's name danced across the screen. He swiped to answer and hit speakerphone.

"What?"

His tone dripped with impatience.

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