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Fiori’s New Wife Unleashes Fury at Gala
She read on, and saw that the article described in great detail the way that she had flayed that ridiculous man the night before. The article concluded that she had been wrongly overlooked all this time, because she was clearly much more interesting than anyone had given her credit for.
She stared at the woman there in that picture. She looked strong. She looked confident.
Her phone buzzed and she looked down at it.
You wore the red.
Her sister Violet’s text of triumph made something resonate in her chest.
She had.
And she had come out on top.
Except...
Still not with Dante.
Well. She was the only person that could fix that.
Minerva King had allowed herself to be leased for far too long.
It was finally time for her to do something for herself.
She made sure that Isabella was taken care of for the evening by her nanny, and she prepared dinner. Now all she had to do was wait for him to come home. She really hoped that he did.
It wasn’t like he had ever not come home, but he sometimes did come home late.
She could have texted him, but she didn’t want to.
Because she didn’t want to...
Oh, there was no point trying to play it cool.
She had never done it, not once in her life. There was no point starting now.
She picked her phone up.
I made you dinner.
She waited. And waited for a response. Five interminable minutes went by without a response.
You didn’t have to do that.
Obviously. Since I don’t normally.
I’ll be a little while yet.
Come home soon.
I have to finish some things.
Come home now.
She didn’t get a response after that, and she paced around waiting.
Ten minutes later, the door to the penthouse opened. “I don’t take orders.”
