Abigail
"Hi hubby," Victoria drawled, strutting towards my car as I stepped out of the vehicle.
"Let me guess, your side piece called you," I grunted, folding my arms, glaring down at her. She had a blue sequined dress on, with long fringes that ended just above her knees. The sequins caught the light from the silver lamps hanging on the walls of the fence around my penthouse.
How had she arrived here so fast?
She had to have known that I found out she was fucking the tail I placed on her. If Simons didn't send me proof of her cheating, then he was about to find out why and how the Wolfe name was powerful.
"Oh come on," She laughed lightly, covering her red coated nails over her lips. "I think it was quite hot though. The way you ran all the way there once you figured it out. Took you long enough,"
What the hell was that supposed to mean? I didn't have time for her antics or parables.
