Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25 You Don’t Stand a Chance

Aella was too busy fighting with Tyrone.

She almost forgot.

Only someone who was well loved had the right to throw tantrums.

Raine had a fiery temper.

She stayed with Aella for a while, then saw her lying quietly in bed, about to fall asleep.

Moving carefully, Raine slipped out, got into her car, and drove away.

She called Brad. He told her he had just left home and was heading to a charity auction where Tyrone was supposed to show up.

Raine drove straight to the Regal Hotel and blocked Brad at the entrance.

She was too cowardly to hit Tyrone.

However, she had no problem slapping Zera, the woman who ruined Aella’s marriage.

Late at night, a silver sports car rolled to a stop in a street-side parking space.

As casual as ever, Brad stepped out, only to find Raine blocking his path. “Take me to Zera,” Raine demanded.

Brad widened his narrow eyes in disbelief. “Are you kidding me? How am I supposed to know where that woman lives?”

Raine didn’t buy it.

Tyrone she couldn’t touch, but Brad? She could handle him. She marched into the middle of the street.

“If a car hits me,” she shouted, “I’ll tell my parents you pushed me!”

Brad dropped to his knees dramatically, grabbing her legs. “Fine! I’ll take you.”

Meanwhile, at Zera’s place, she had her maid call Tyrone several times. He never came.

Just as she was about to text him, the doorbell rang.

A smile spread across Zera’s face. She asked the maid to go back to her room and stay put.

After fixing her makeup in the mirror, she went to open the door.

She froze when she saw Raine and Brad standing there.

Zera caught the fury in Raine’s eyes, and her smile disappeared.

After a moment of hesitation, she politely stepped aside. “Ms. Winter, what brings you here?”

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Raine bent down and picked up a pair of men’s slippers by the entryway.

She glanced at the size. They were Tyrone’s.

The anger she had been holding back flared again.

She tossed the slippers to the floor with a sharp thud. “So this is the golden cage Tyrone built for you?” she sneered.

Zera quickly shook her head. “Ms. Winter, you’ve got it wrong. Tyrone and I are over.”

Raine’s heels clicked against the floor as she closed the distance. Without warning, she yanked one of Zera’s earrings off.

Zera gasped in pain, covering her ear as she stumbled back.

Raine pointed at the earrings. “Those are the new collection of Dior-worth tens of thousands. Ms. Caldwell, did you buy them with your money, or did Tyrone buy them for you?”

Zera told the truth. “Tyrone gave them to me.”

Raine grabbed Zera by the hair and dragged her close. “And that’s your ‘past’ with him?”

Zera scrambled to explain, “Ms. Winter, it’s not what you think. You’ve got the wrong idea.”

Raine’s face was full of disgust. “Zera, don’t you know Tyrone is married? He has a wife. You keep calling and texting him at midnight-what are you trying to do?”

Zera’s eyes flicked away. She hurried on, “Ms. Winter, men and women can be friends. Please don’t assume the worst.”

Raine ground her teeth. “Friends don’t text a married man all night. If you’re short on men, just say so. I could find you a few in a minute.”

She shoved Brad in front of Zera.

Brad raised his hands. “Hey!”

Raine sneered, “One of the high society in Vleka, Brad is rich, good-looking, and ripped. If one man can’t satisfy you, I can hire a group of gigolos to keep you happy. I’ll make sure you thoroughly have your fun.”

Brad said, “I don’t want a divorcee.”

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