Chapter Eighty

Arghh. That woman was here. Again. Why she grated on his nerves so much, he had no idea. The fact was that the front gate had texted him about an hour, thirty minutes ago asking if he was expecting her and he had not responded. Although the issue with Marie had been bugging him, he also had been reluctant to let the woman in when he and Marie were not around. Marie looked from her friend’s face to his and immediately knew.

Bugger. He had never been good enough at hiding things from her. She narrowed her eyes as she looked at him, a lips forming into a tight line. He ordered the driver to wind down the windows so they could talk with Sandra.

“Hi Babes. I'm so sorry, I had no idea you were waiting out for me.” Marie said in a placating tone.

“Babes. I get it, you're the wife of a billionaire now. But this is a bit much. I have been standing here for almost two hours. I have called you several times. I even called him!” Sandra said, pointing an accusing finger at Steven.

Steven, who wasn