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“She did no such thing!” But she could have Alexandra re as she’d ended the call
Di eyes holding hers hostage “She did”
“But…”
“She also pleaded with you to tell her where you were”
Alexandra remembered that part “I wasn’t about to have a heart-to-heart with your neife”
“She is not my wife”
“Prove it”
In his shock at her derip loosened and Alexandra extricated herself from his lap, this time much more carefully “You say you are not married to Phoebe Petronides Well, I don’t trust you anymore, Di me proof”
He shot to his feet again, all outraged male “How dare you question my word?”
“You wouldn’t believe how easy it is,” she admitted
That seeet you the proof you require,” he said angrily
“Fine Until then, I suggest you go”
“I aain”
“What do you propose, setting up ca my every footstep?”
“Count on it, but I have no desire to sleep in a hallway You can come with me to my suite”
“No way I’ in a hotel room with you”
“There are two bedrooh there was a time you would not have required the other one”
She glared at his, to her ”
“Then I will stay here It is a large apartment I’m sure your sister has a spare room I could use”
She felt flummoxed “You can’t stay here Madeleine would have a hissy fit She hates you”
He shrugged his broad shoulders “Speaking of hissy fits, your brother-in-law implied your mother would have one if you were featured in a scandalous article”
Alexandra couldn’t prevent her eyes fro as sonity Dupree women did not work
Only this generation of Dupree wonored the old otten a job to support the family The cousin of a friend fro contract She’d taken it with one proviso…she work anonyone one better and helped her create Xandra Fortune, French orphan turned fashion model
Diain “She would be hter’s discarded tycoon lover and rejected father of her child”
Her body didn’t knohether to go faint or boil with fury at his i of the facts “I didn’t discard you You duin bride, or don’t you remember?”
“I am not married to Phoebe”
“You don’t have to have couilty of a crime”
Instead of getting angrier, he s you believe I did not marry her?”
“No!”
“You still require proof?”
“Yes”
“Then you’ll have to convince your sister to giveyou out of ht”
“And if I don’t, you’re going toin the tabloids, is that it?” she asked with all the derision at her disposal