Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 295

Meanwhile, in Julian’s office.

Julian sat at his desk, staring absently at the ring Gwyneth had given him. His thoughts were far away when the office phone rang, snapping him back to the present.

His secretary’s voice came through, hesitant. “Mr. Locke, Miss Queenie is downstairs. She insists on seeing you.”

Julian’s expression hardened, his tone frosty. “I thought I made myself clear. If she shows up again, just tell her I’m in a meeting. I don’t want to see her.”

Ever since he’d seen Queenie’s true colors—and learned about Gwyneth’s connection to Bennett—his patience with Queenie had hit rock bottom. He’d already stripped away every privilege she once enjoyed.

“Yes, Mr. Locke. The front desk is holding her back, but she’s... very upset. There’s quite a scene downstairs.” The secretary sounded uneasy.

Down in the lobby, Queenie was in the middle of a loud confrontation with the receptionist, her voice sharp and shrill. “This can’t be happening! There must be a mistake! Julian told me I could come up whenever I wanted. Why do I need permission now? Let me through!”

The receptionist kept her professional smile, but her eyes betrayed her irritation. She tried again to calm Queenie. “Please, Queenie, you need to relax. Mr. Locke is in a meeting.”

But Queenie wasn’t listening. She felt as if the whole world had turned its back on her. Winston was finished—and if Julian shut her out too, she was truly done for.

Desperate, Queenie dialed Julian’s cell phone over and over, each time receiving nothing but cold rejection.

Her last shred of self-control snapped.

She lost it completely.

Ignoring the receptionist and the security guard who’d rushed over at the commotion, Queenie screamed and fought her way toward the executive elevator.

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