The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 337

Andrea squeezed her fingers so tight her knuckles turned pale. How could that bitch get so entitleds?

Max just watched her, quiet and unreadable.

Felicia made her way downstairs and called out to the housekeeper, “Go upstairs and keep an eye on Anne.” The housekeeper glanced at Max, then hurried up the stairs.

Felicia walked straight toward them without a glance to either side. She sank into the sofa, crossed her legs, folded her arms, and tilted her chin up a little. Her eyes were cold and sharp, like she was looking right through them.

“You two can keep going. Don’t mind me.”

Andrea had already stepped out of Max’s arms, but Felicia’s arrogance made her feel like she was being judged from above. Who did she think she was, staring at them like that? Andrea wanted nothing more than to walk over and slap that smug look off Felicia’s face.

She swallowed the anger bubbling inside her and looked to Max for support. His face was cool as ever. He met her gaze and said, “Andrea, you should head home.”

Andrea tried to hide her frustration. She opened her mouth to argue, but Felicia’s voice cut in, sharp and mocking. “What’s the matter? Miss Curtis came all this way, and you’re not inviting her to stay the night?”

Max’s brow tightened, his expression darkening.

Felicia picked up her phone and called Jeremy. The call connected almost immediately. Jeremy’s warm voice came through. “Hi Felicia.”

Max kept his eyes on her, his expression growing colder with every second.

“Jeremy, do you have Darin’s number?”

“I do. What’s going on?”

“Send it to me. I need to talk to him.”

Jeremy didn’t ask questions. “Alright, I’ll send it over.”

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