Quinn eyeballed Getty.


    Getty''s face had bounced back pretty well; it didn''t look as stiff anymore. Sure, you could still tell she''d had work done, but it looked like she dropped some serious cash on it. Elton was just as shocked.


    Getty was a big deal in Amber Bay now, even more than when she used to trail after Alexander.


    The Kennedy Group was circling the drain, but it wasn''t dead yet. And since Getty was the big boss, folks generally didn''t mess with her.


    She strutted right up to Quinn, giving her the once-over like she''d seen a ghost.


    "Didn''t they say you were dead?" Getty blurted out, eyes wide.


    Quinn was taken aback by her bluntness. Was her ''death''mon gossip now?


    Quinn shot back, "So, am I a ghost chatting with you now?"


    Getty was ticked off by theeback, but this wasn''t the ce to lose it. Ignoring the jab, she pressed on, "Where''s Alexander? Where is he?"


    "How should I know?" Quinn snapped.


    "You..."


    Getty was barely holding it together. She forced herself to stay cool and said, "He bailed and dumped the Kennedy Group on me a couple of years ago. Didn''t he go looking for you? Now that you''re back, where is he?" Getty always felt Alexander owed her an exnation. But she couldn''t find him, and she couldn''t leave Amber Bay. She spent her days waiting for him, stewing in frustration.


    But instead of Alexander, Quinn showed up.


    How could she not be pissed?


    Their showdown drew a crowd. Getty was more full of herself than ever. She''d never taken Quinn seriously before, and she sure wasn''t about to start now.


    She wanted to humiliate Quinn in front of everyone, but seeing Quinn''s calm eyes, she had a feeling her n would flop.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Quinn stared her down and said, "So, who are you to ask me that? Even if I knew where he was, why should I tell you?"


    Getty was stumped.


    Who was she?


    She had no ties to Alexander anymore. Was she supposed to dere herself as his girlfriend in public?


    Everyone knew Alexander had a wife named Quinn, and her past with him was a joke to others.


    Today, standing in front of Quinn felt like a scene out of aedy for everyone else.


    And yeah, people were definitelyughing at her.


    The vibe between her and Quinn said it all. Getty was arrogantly provoking Alexander''s legit wife and got clowned in return. Elton tried to y peacemaker, saying, "Ladies, we''re here to have a good time, not to argue. For my sake, let''s chill." Getty shot Quinn a look that said, "I''ll deal with youter."


    Quinn acted like she didn''t notice.


    Elton invited them to sit, and Quinn breezed past Getty to the other side.


    Getty''s outburst had been quite the show, and folks were guessing Alexander''s no-show today might be tied to this drama. Did Alexander not want to get caught between these two?


    Either way, Elton was out of things to say.


    Quinn nced at Walter, who just smiled and kept quiet.


    Getty didn''t follow Elton. She stood there, watching Quinn chat andugh with the clients, her face burning with anger.


    It seemed like in the two or three years they hadn''t seen each other, Quinn had changed.


    Getty turned around to see a few women looking at her with mocking smiles. She couldn''t hear what they were saying, but it was definitely nothing good. Since taking over the Kennedy Group, she hadn''t been humiliated like this in a long time.