"You motherf-"


    Before ire could finish her curse, Madeline hung up.


    "Damn it!" ire swore crudely.


    "What happened? What did she say?" Noreen only knew she was on the phone with Madeline, but she didn''t know what was said to make ire this furious.


    ire fumed, "She said they were busy, and I was interrupting her."


    "Busy with what this early in the morning?" Noreen couldn''t understand.


    ire shot back, "What else could they be busy with this early in the morning?"


    Noreen was speechless.


    It was like a twisted riddle.


    ire vaulted out of bed in a single, fluid motion, leaving Noreen dumbfounded.


    Her moves... were impressive.


    Noreen, a beat behind, asked, "Where are you going?"


    "To tear that scumbag and his bitch apart!"


    ire had a short fuse. Like a firecracker, she ignited instantly.


    Noreen knew she couldn''t be talked down, so she swung her legs out of bed, nning to go with her.


    Mainly to keep an eye on her, back her up, and make sure she didn''t get the short end of the stick.


    But as soon as her feet hit the floor, a sharp soreness shot through the tops of her thighs, and she nearly copsed.


    Her cheeks flushed, and she couldn''t help but curse Seth in her mind.


    That damn dog!


    Just as the two were about to leave, Wilbur arrived.


    He was carrying two containers of takeout breakfast he had waited in line for.


    "Where are you two off to?"


    ire gritted her teeth. "Tomit a murder."


    Wilbur''s eyes lit up. "Sounds fun. Count me in. I''ve never killed anyone before."


    Noreen was silent.


    Those two were so on the same wavelength they could connect even on differents.


    At the hotel.


    When Felix came out of the bathroom and saw Madeline, he was a little surprised. "When did you get here?"


    Madeline exined, "I just arrived. Your secretary let me in."


    Then she added, "Oh, and he went to the restaurant to get your breakfast."


    Felix didn''t ask any more questions. He picked up his phone from the nightstand and checked it.


    Still silent.


    No messages, no calls.


    He wanted to call ire, but his number was still in her block list.


    She had even blocked his assistant and secretary''s numbers.


    She''d been angry for this long and still hadn''t cooled down.


    He hade all this way to find her, and she was still ying hard to get.


    She was even using Wilbur to provoke him.


    Was it because his offer wasn''t generous enough?


    When had ire be so greedy?


    Felix was feeling increasingly irritated.


    Madeline, beside him, called his name. "Felix, I came to ask you for a favor."


    "What is it?" Felix asked, rubbing his temples.


    "My work..." Madeline said


    tentatively, her voiceced with grievance. "I''ve been hitting


    roadblocks everywhere. Projects that were already confirmed have fallen through.


    he is av


    me like the gue. I don''t ever know what I did wrong. I just want to work hard. Why is it so difficult?"


    As she spoke, her eyes reddened.


    Felix''s headache intensified. "I''ll talk to them when I get back. Don''t worry."


    Madeline pouted. "But what about Old Mrs. Quigley?"


    set


    "She''s going on a spiritual retreat next week. She''ll be cut off from the outside world and won''t know a thing


    "Then I''ll be discreet."


    Madeline was always so obedient and sensible, which made things easy for Felix.


    If only ire could be this easy to deal with.


    As he was thinking this, his


    secretary called. "Mr. Quigley, I just saw Mr''s Quigley. She''s getting in ** the elevator toe up. I think she''sing to find you."


    Felix felt a sudden sense of relief.


    So she was finally done with her tantrum?