Chapter 15: Confrontation

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Helen's P.O.V.

"Ms. Gavin?" I ask as I look at the perky, optimistic red head sitting at her desk behind a ivory white Apple laptop. "Yes." She says and looks at me. I walk further into the office and shut the door, sitting across from her. "My husband is your boss. And my ex-husband is your lover." She slowly looks up from the laptop. "Excuse me?" "Helen. Helen Moreau." I say. "Justine Gavin." She spits back. "Well that's settled. What do you see in Aiden?" I ask, crossing my legs. "He's not concerned with status." "He never was." I say. "And he's amazing in bed." She says with a devious little devil grin on her face. "How old are you Justine?" I ask. "Twenty four. And yes I know Aiden is thirty five. But that doesn't matter a hill of beans to me." She says emphatically. "Right." I say and stand up. "Door's that way Mrs. Moreau." She says and I cock my head then walk out, slamming the door behind me.

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