As soon as she reached the top of the stairs, she ran right into Renata, who had already packed her suitcase and was holding her daughter's hand, ready to leave.
A smirk touched her lips as she drawled, "Don't let the door hit you on the way out."
Renata dug her nails into her palms, her beautiful face twisting into an ugly mask of pure hatred.
"Queenie, don't get too smug. Did you really think you could just use this little incident to get rid of me?
Keep dreaming. Do not underestimate how much I mean to Zander. He can't live without me. To borrow your own words: we'll see who has the last laugh. Just wait and see!"
While they had been fighting downstairs, Romy had been playing upstairs.
Now, she stuck her tongue out viciously at Queenie. "You bad woman! My daddy will bring us back soon! This house belongs to me and my mommy!"
Queenie gave the mother and daughter a thoroughly dismissive look.
Absolutely delusional.
Zander wasn't just facing a storm—he was facing a tsunami.
The corporate empire he had busted his ass to build was being destroyed by one woman. If he still crawled back to her after this, he wasn't even human anymore.
In an excellent mood, Queenie returned to her bedroom.
For the first time, it felt like the toxic smog choking this house had finally cleared.
Even the air felt fresher.
Originally, she hadn't planned on destroying Renata this quickly. She had wanted to wait until the divorce was final and push both of the cheating scumbags off the cliff together.
But this woman had just kept pushing her luck.
Constantly disrespecting her right to her face.
Since she wanted to play, Queenie simply wiped her off the board.
Of course, this little revenge was far from the end. The day her divorce was finalized, what she had in store for those two would be so much worse...
Counting the days, she had exactly twenty left.
She could coast through the rest of the waiting period in peace.
Without those two eyesores parading around in front of her.
Time would fly by.
She pulled out her phone and dialed a number. The person on the other end was the fake "Z".
It was Queenie who had orchestrated planting her in Renata's path. The woman was actually her financial assistant, Cassie, who managed the bulk of Queenie's trading accounts.
That was precisely why Zander had been so thoroughly convinced.

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