With a start, Quinn lifted her gaze to find Getty looming over her, her face a canvas of rage. Getty''s anger wasn''t solely directed at the desk; she was livid that Quinn had usurped her ce so swiftly after her departure. Maintaining herposure, Quinn regarded Getty without making any move to cate her.Content is ? by N?velDrama.Org.


    Getty''s hand darted out, snatching the documents strewn across the desk. She skimmed through them with a look of disdain before tossing them into the trash bin with a re at Quinn. The ensuingmotion drew a crowd, and whispers began to ripple through the room.


    Getty was notorious for her domineering ways within thepany, and no one dared to cross her. Despite herck of official responsibilities, she was confident in the protection she received from the higher-ups. Choosing to avoid a confrontation with Quinn, Getty stormed into Alexander''s office without a second''s hesitation, not even bothering to knock. "Alexander, what''s going on?" she demanded, her voice seething with anger. Alexander, engrossed in a document, paused to meet her gaze. "What are you talking about?"


    She gestured towards the door. "That dummy outside. Why is she here in the office? I left merely yesterday, and you''ve already reced me with her. What are you trying to pull?"


    Alexander''s gaze was steady, silent, and oppressive. Suddenly, Getty felt a pang of guilt. Quinn was hiswfully wedded wife, and here she was, overstepping her boundaries.


    However, jealousy quickly overshadowed her guilt. "Why did you let her take my ce? Is this some sort of game to you?" she used.


    Alexander''s response was firm and decisive, "I have my ns. You''re an actress, focus on your acting. Once you''ve left the office, don''t interfere in its affairs."


    Getty bit her lip, overwhelmed by a sense of injustice. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried, "But I can''t bear her being near you. She''s not only your wife but now also your workpanion. Where does that leave me?"


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    "I disagree with this arrangement, and I want her out of here now!"


    Alexander''s frown deepened, and he retorted, "Getty, stop causing a scene!" His sharp words left Getty stunned, and she gazed at him, bewildered. Was standing up for herself really causing a scene? After a moment of silence, she finally asked, "Alexander, do you truly not love her?"


    Alexander paused, his frown deepening. "Is this why you came here? To discuss this?"


    Getty crouched beside him, gently tugging at his arm, her eyes pleading as she looked into his. "I came to collect some things, but I didn''t expect to find Quinn here. You said it yourself, Alexander. You feel nothing more than an obligation towards her."


    If it''s just obligation, then why not just give her money and let her live on that? Why bring her into the office? She''s clueless. What could she possibly contribute here? Can''t she just stay at home?


    Alexander took her hand, his voice softening, "Getty, I''ve told you, I have my ns. Go get your things, or sit quietly. I have a meeting to attend, okay?"


    "So, you''re still nning to keep her here?" Getty stared at him, her eyes stubborn, trying to persuade him. "Do I need to repeat myself a third time?"Getty opened her mouth to respond, but instead, tears began to stream down her face. Her voice trembling, she whispered, "You don''t care about my feelings at all."


    Alexander looked down at her, his lips twitching slightly. But in the end, he remained silent."Alexander, you can''t be too greedy in life. It''lle back to haunt you."


    A mocking smile yed on his lips as he lifted Getty''s chin, casually wiping away her tears. "We''re all greedy. Aren''t you the same?" Stunned, Getty locked eyes with him, her gaze intense. She had always wondered what kind of woman could captivate a man like him.