Shining Bright After Rebirth (Diana and Steven) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 Get the Code to My Place? 

Queenie turned around, picking up her phone from the pink comforter, and her mood instantly brightened when she saw a video from Penelope. 

[Queenie, I ran into Diana at the bar tonight. She ordered ten gigolos!] 

Queenie’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “This is just the ammunition I needed.” She typed: [Penelope, leave this to me. I’m going to ruin her reputation.] 

“This video is a goldmine!” 

Penelope replied: [I’ve sent it your way. Do what you do.] 

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[Thanks!] Queenie smirked, already plotting her next move. 

Tomorrow morning, she’d pay Steven a visit. 

As dawn broke, Diana slowly opened her eyes, welcoming the beautiful day ahead. 

The morning was peaceful, the kind of tranquility that wrapped around her like a warm blanket. 

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But just as Diana was soaking in the serenity, her phone on the nightstand shattered the silence. 

With a sigh, Diana sat up and answered the call. 

“Hello?” 

“Diana, you wanted to discuss divorce, right? Come back home now.” Steven’s voice was flat. 

Diana’s heart raced as she jumped out of bed. “Steven, are you serious? You really want to go through with the divorce? This. isn’t a joke?” 

There was a long pause on the other end. 

“Yeah,” he finally said, and the line went dead. 

“Yay!” Diana cheered, dashing to the bathroom to get ready. 

Meanwhile, in Steven’s home, he sat in silence after hanging up, his expression unreadable. 

In the kitchen, a chef was busy preparing breakfast. 

Half an hour later, the table was filled with all of Diana’s favorite dishes. 

Steven had no clue what Diana’s favorite foods were. So, he had the chef prepare the dishes she usually made. 

It was only then that it hit him–every dish Diana cooked was 

Chapter 167 Get the Code to My Place? something he loved to eat. 

“Mr. Gellar, breakfast is ready,” the chef announced as he stepped out. 

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Steven waved him off, estimating that Diana would arrive soon. 

His gaze flickered toward the door, a hint of anticipation in his 

eyes. 

A few minutes later, the sound of the keypad echoed through the air, signaling her arrival. 

A faint smile appeared on Steven’s face, but it vanished the moment he saw Queenie walk through the door. 

“Queenie? What are you doing here? How did you get the code to my place?” 

Queenie smiled sweetly, her tone deceptively gentle, “Steven, don’t you remember? This was supposed to be our wedding home. You married Diana instead, but the code has never changed–it’s still my birthday.” 

Steven blinked in surprise, momentarily taken aback. 

He quickly regained his composure, his voice turning cold. “I have things to attend to. You should leave.” 

But Queenie didn’t budge; instead, she feigned hurt and stepped further inside.