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Queen Rosina's POV I stormed out of the hall raging in anger. What the hell just happened in there? I, Queen Rosina was pressed on the table and forced to apologize to that b***h called Wendy. How she's not six feet down the earth is shocking. I watched the car bust into flames with her in it, so how come she's here showing her ugly face? I walked to my car still fuming. "Are you okay?" Max asked and I ignored him. I don't want to say a thing, because once I do I won't be able to stop myself from ripping that b***h in pieces. I'm already concocting ways to end her when my phone vibrates in my bag. I bring it out to see a text from Gerald. I scoffed at it, who in their right senses sends this? What does he mean by he has no idea what his next action will be? He's a man who shou
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