The Fragrance Queen's Final Note novel Chapter 36

Queenie curled her lips in a mocking smile and agreed without hesitation, "Sure, no problem."

Let alone a single bag, if he asked her to clear out every single thing he had ever given her, she would happily comply.

She was too lazy to throw it all out herself anyway.

When you don't love someone anymore.

Everything they've given you just looks like a pile of trash.

Renata, however, looked incredibly smug. "Zander, I couldn't do that. That bag is yours to give to Queenie, so it's hers. How could I ask her to give it to me? I have my own bags, it's fine, really..."

"It's fine. That bag is a global limited edition, there are only three of them, and it's incredibly expensive. Queenie doesn't need to go to any important events, so it's a waste for her to have it. If you carry it, it matches your status perfectly."

"Yeah, Dr. Whitlock, don't be polite. That bag suits you perfectly. I'll go get it for you right now."

Trash paired with trash.

A perfect match.

Queenie was originally going to eat breakfast, but now she had completely lost her appetite.

Because she had smelled a very familiar perfume on Renata—the exact perfume she had created herself.

What did that mean?

It meant that last night, while her biological daughter was in the hospital recovering from a fall, these two still managed to sneak off and screw around in the hospital.

How thrilling.

Her stomach churned in disgust, and she turned and headed upstairs.

When she came back down, holding the limited-edition clutch, Zander had already left.

Romy was nowhere to be seen either. Only Renata sat elegantly on the sofa, holding a cup of hot coffee.

She looked as arrogant as if she were the lady of the house.

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