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waiter when they added that to the menu-so sorry about
that...”
The speaker looked positively innocent.
Sienna glanced up at the sound, wine dripping through her hair and plastering it to her forehead. Paired with her
deep red lipstick, she looked like sbedraggled villainess straight out of a horror film.
“It’s you! Queenie!”
Bitterness still tinged Sienna’s voice.
“Oh my, if it isn’t Miss Winston? Sorry about that,” Queenie said, feigning surprise
as she saw Sienna.
She seemed completely oblivious to the resentment in Sienna’s tone, her delicate features drawn into an
expression of exaggerated concern. She reached out as if to help Sienna up, but stopped short before actually
touching her.
“Miss Winston, was it you who ordered the blue cheese? Because | could swear that awful smell is coming
straight from your mouth.”
“What are you talking about? Who would ever eat something like that?”
“Oh, so you have tried it.” Queenie’s airy reply cut straight through Sienna’s defenses.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“You're talking nonsense!” Sienna snapped, her face flushing red as she tried to salvage her dignity.
“It’s actually delicious, you know. But don’t worry-just remember to rinse your mouth after. It’s just basic
etiquette for a lady.”
Queenie stood, never offering her hand, instead looking down at Sienna. Her sweet voice belied the cold
indifference in her eyes.
“Sorry, but let's end our conversation here.” She turned her attention to Vera, seated across from her.
“Miss Windsor, it was such a pleasure. | look forward to working together,” Vera said, rising and completely
ignoring Sienna.
After a brief handshake, Vera slung her purse over her shoulder and strode out of
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the restaurant.
Queenie didn’t linger, she grabbed her bag, but not before sharing a glance with Max, who remained serenely at
his seat. He raised his empty wine glass in her direction.
Queenie grinned and raised her own glass, miming a toast through the air before taking a delicate sip.
As Queenie’s graceful figure disappeared from view, Sienna’s eyes practically sparked with rage.
At nearby tables, several guests whispered and pointed in her direction. Her sharp tongue and cutting tone
hadn’t exactly earned her any sympathy.
Sienna ignored them all, hauled herself to her feet, grabbed her purse, and shot Max a venomous glare before
storming off.
With the main players gone, Max finally stood, straightened his suit jacket, and calmly settled the bill before
leaving.
A designer suit jacket lay abandoned in the restaurant's parking lot trash can.
The moment Max slid into his car, his phone began to buzz-Scott was calling.
He ignored the call, switched his phone to silent, and let the screen go dark, over
and over.
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Not a word of greeting awaited him inside-only Scott's open palm.
The slap landed hard, leaving four clear red marks on Max's face.
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