Chapter 13

Araminta hadn't thought that Quinn would show up at the office. After all, Maurice had hired around a dozen professional bodyguards for today.

The shareholders who had just professed their loyalty to Araminta tensed in embarrassment at once.

Quinn walked to Araminta's side while everyone watched on with scrutiny.

"Move," Quinn snarled without sparing a glance at Araminta. She firmly felt that not just anyone could sit on the seat at the head of the conference table.

All the color drained from Araminta's face. She had sat on the main chair for five years and contributed a lot to the development of Four Seasons Incorporated.

Did she really have to give up her seat now that Quinn was back?

Quinn frowned when Araminta didn't move. The corners of her eyes tauntingly creased as she wondered if all mistresses were as shameless as Araminta these days.

"We're in the office, Quinn. Please don't cause a scene." Araminta put on an unfazed, benevolent front.

"Am I causing a scene? I'm mer